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now she is
Contributed by
ming
on
Saturday, 24th October 2009 @ 08:31:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
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she was else
that day when
ink wouldn't heal
before or after
masses held
at bay the palm
up stops the
mingled life
lines crossed
language
strangely made
up all night
pages thrown
out forgotten
taste of hate
unmingable
till again
as before
some things
are brutal
distance
pales old
patterns
tell me
I know
too much
just words
poor girl
it's never
enough.
Copyright ©
ming
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2009-10-24 20:31:37]
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Re: now she is
(User Rating: 1 )
by spud on
Tuesday, 27th October 2009 @ 01:31:46 PM AEST
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Hi again,
There's something about your poetry that draws
me and intrigues - but I confess, I'm struggling
to catch the drift/direction of what you're trying
to say - and it bugs me. Don't get me wrong, it's
me I'm frustrated with - you're the poet, you write -
I'm the reader, it's up to me to comprehend.
Do you think a couple of minutes standing on my
head against the wall would help??
Tommy
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