Open Poetry #38 |
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slippery side of az |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast ![]() |
back door to mexico when the night women speak easy to the watcher eye men feed them bosoms of companionship lest they grow bitter in the sun old iron has her gallop on like painted sin perfume she moves my bones on her metal with the hand ends of go fast and I follow her eye searching some highway nowhere for just a hole to dive through inside the belly of her invisible but she whispers loud too and the watcher eyes wonder was she there harvesting again or is it the echoes of stones bending the roots of manzanita into halos for dust devils that dance beyond the brawley town on the slippery side of arizona ______________ daark |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I believe some cacti will flower now in the rain that will follow... |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
DS...The places she goes are nothing compared to the poetry you create from it. ![]() |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
ms sun, thanks lady friend...she does make some thunder sounds, but not sure she would stir up any flowers _____________ ms martie, thanks lil neighbor, did you hear her when I rode through? |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Well no, darn it!! |
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SusieQ Junior Member
since 2006-08-01
Posts 40Michigan, USA |
Amazing. Who is she? |
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