Open Poetry #36 |
Broom |
wordwizard Member
since 2003-09-08
Posts 483on the way to next world |
I think of a sweep it thinks of flight a sprinkle of star dust as it swoops unfaultering casts its stick shadow one scary rider and dark clawed company scavange the moon then descend to an emerald gem I think of sweep it thinks of landing as it breaks unwavering to the light of squash faces its passenger disembarks feline fiend arcs furry back to a monster chant for a crowd of tricksters needs to keep even tempo on a night of candy pillage. |
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DennisTheMenace Member
since 2005-09-04
Posts 240 |
U got Wiz Oz on the brain, real witches are more like Glinda. Although I do like the poem, and it approp with Holloween comin. “Make me a potion, put it in my sack Change her emotion and bring her back” |
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wordwizard Member
since 2003-09-08
Posts 483on the way to next world |
All I need now is to right write poems on Glinda, well now as a tribute to the lady under the costume I think I might...but I like to write about all kinds of witches |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
I need to sweep this to the top |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Much enjoyed this....yes indeed!!! ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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wordwizard Member
since 2003-09-08
Posts 483on the way to next world |
They always write about the lady and ignore her vehicle so I decided to make a move and... |
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