Dark Poetry #1 |
Salty Spit |
SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Salty Spit~ Salty spit and ashes a bucket for your thoughts dirty feet slap pavement trying like hell not to spill the contents to a doorstep to a door splashing your sadness across his domain your salty spit dripping your pain dirty feet, toes all stubbed ashes in your eyes empty bucket empty soul your everything splashed across his face. |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
Very interesting metaphor you used here. Can't say I relate but it definately was an interesting read. Thanks. |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
And why not, spill your contents across his domain? and why is it his domain? not yours to?. You have expressed a held pain, in a bucket, that you hold, with ashes, and salty spit. It will spill we all know that, so why not throw it at him. Love your writing kid. very expressive. very much from the heart. Joel. I'll howl tonight In Angels Camp for you. haha there starting to call the cops faster, hahaha... Thanks kid for the E. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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Evilkat88 Junior Member
since 2000-05-01
Posts 37 |
I loved it. Very awsome I have some poems kinnda like this but there not posted. kat |
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