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and the moon will rise
Contributed by
ming
on
Wednesday, 22nd August 2012 @ 01:22:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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in the library
in a cucumber seed
She drags me
on the sidewalk
(briskly walking alone)
in a leaf
the harsh Mistress
in a snowflake
in a cuppa
(enlightened)
I see Fate
(in a tavern)
it's the olive
(at mother's)
it's the cane
and then the darkening
with a graveyard
to walk
and a vauge odor
of musk vodka dusk
and rain.
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ming
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2012-08-22 13:22:48]
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Re: and the moon will rise
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by spud on
Thursday, 23rd August 2012 @ 10:13:28 AM AEST
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Truly abstract, partially transparent, and
exquisitely composed.
T
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Re: and the moon will rise
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by duff on
Monday, 27th August 2012 @ 03:12:56 PM AEST
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Gripping and far out Ming. The level of your creativity is on another planet. Your style is unique and it clinches every time. Awesome job.
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Re: and the moon will rise
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by elle on
Wednesday, 5th September 2012 @ 08:21:25 PM AEST
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my dear ming
exquisite indeed. . .
smiles
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Re: and the moon will rise
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by alicewhite on
Friday, 27th March 2015 @ 02:37:08 PM AEST
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| Musky like nivea and the graveyard where wine n vodka was drunk to get drunk and I counted sheep while two mag pies found the love I longed for in a nearby tree ironically instead of me. Aww silver shame lane so dark and bright . That's where I learned to dance in the rain and found my super moon and double rainbow. Love your poem . Strange as it seems this really could be about me although I should say that I doubt it is I sometimes believe as many as six impossible things before breakfast so why stop now. Love your oracle other worldly poetry. It is as if you are god as a poet .xxx |
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