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Post by grainnerhuad on Sept 30, 2010 11:51:07 GMT -5
It was how I answered the question.
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Post by neonorth on Oct 13, 2010 21:06:47 GMT -5
Upon innocent query ponder did I Of a reject not just of bed’d inhabit But invite to share within the mind To see not the dastardly inact did I respond But of fear’d care gone soon It was how I answered the question Tis but the bared essence of want That has left me done un Accustom’d verily so am I With tankards of its diluted quaff For it servers surround To haggle To waggle To bedazzle To partake in their impotent draught Truth be said its tingle Of pleasure does it bring And a yearn for a gulp In over abundance Does thirst render in sated pretend In produce for consumption of all The zing but bubbles without consequence Yet in a smiled dew drop’d concentrate A feather’d touch scores the flesh deep A scar cover’d by the warmth of another’s own Is a thing To be scar’d open to all to know Is far too rich of burden to bear
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Post by grainnerhuad on Oct 14, 2010 18:59:12 GMT -5
Nice. I'm liking your poetic departures.
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Post by neonorth on Oct 15, 2010 19:59:45 GMT -5
Thanks! I like to keep up the prose aspect of the writing - it helps at times to clear my head of all the other clutter.
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