Open Poetry #39 |
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LSD BRUISE |
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since 2006-04-29
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I saw two children playing on a hunk of wood that meant a turtle I cried because I was happy I cried because somehow I was convinced that the distance between the children and the turtle like the stars which broke their nighttime hearts for me like the six hundredth murder in Detroit would become a copper in the pocket of my soul PLEASE VISIT MY WEB SITE http://www.anthonyarmstrong.zoomshare.com |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
Very deep, yet touchable. This is a very well executed work, and I do like it very much. Sandra |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Sitting here in an awe, having learned what I have learned, looking to strive for "more" in poetry and not just glossing over humanity or even to romance it. Ah, the copper... ![]() Well done, Sir. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Most excellent...yes, enjoyed. Hugs. Autumn, the year's last loveliest smile~ |
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