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Oy!
Contributed by
invierno
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Sunday, 1st November 2015 @ 05:58:25 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Oy!
At it again,
as if the fridge contains not
enough ribs to hide mine
by eating them all.
Words by the ton,
the millions billions
(allowing for created ones)
contrive to sit by our side
posing as posies (so pretty, I knowsies!)
and pink ponies
riding us through this life.
We try as we lift the burdens of
sorrow and Magneto-like turn them
into paragraphs and stanzas
to be branded and banded
'till twisted, confined
we wrap these regrets to
manageable packages
that fit in our minds.
Copyright ©
invierno
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2015-11-01 17:58:25]
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Re: Oy!
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by ming on
Sunday, 1st November 2015 @ 06:43:02 PM AEST
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Exactly! This...all this.
ming |
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Re: Oy!
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by Beyfoxman5 on
Sunday, 1st November 2015 @ 06:50:19 PM AEST
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You write the truth. I very much appreciate send agree with your comments on my latest poem. Thanks.
Fox |
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Re: Oy!
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 1st November 2015 @ 06:53:59 PM AEST
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| Little, origami shapes of survival? |
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Re: Oy!
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by ladyfawn on
Sunday, 1st November 2015 @ 11:59:11 PM AEST
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excellent imagery for as poets we would all
starve without words, i like red's comment and
would like to add a bow,
hugs n' love nessa |
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Re: Oy!
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by softerware on
Tuesday, 3rd November 2015 @ 07:59:44 PM AEST
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A wonderful title that begs us to explore!
If you come to life with ribbons and wrapping paper, you can make a gift of anything you are handed.
Setting aside our history is not enough---we must find it a place of honor--on a shelf in the sunlight, so that it is content to remain in the past.
Love your happy dance of joy to embrace what once could have destroyed., and now is recognized as a right of passage. softerware |
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