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Post by b4sunset on Mar 8, 2011 9:59:19 GMT -5
night ticks of werewolf minutes of hands dripping with weeping blood somehow, in sprigs of mummified regret a ghostly weight descends on caved mind,
a mind molding soot and mites without ears or eyes. this time, shredding the hairs unwashed by pools of waters fresh, tingling sounds wander and warble upon a world
swallowing fins pressed by warts of warped angst: the wicker , the wax stale in basement of wailing pain. the head wiggles as though days were all nights in tattered
gauze, less and less, absorbing only the screams of waters’ funeral wake. of a rented self wanting only to subtract writhing on puss walls, a widowed sense of wellness wondering if all vowels were
stuck on nails wired on glue. if there were wildflowers wilting slowly to whiten this torment of wreck… they split into hundreds of weary whispers waiting for a sip of winds’ balm to wipe the dirt, to spin new web -n-
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Post by johan on Mar 8, 2011 11:34:23 GMT -5
Another fine piece Nenette, you always come up with the goods, well done.
Johan
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Post by Brianna on Mar 8, 2011 12:17:52 GMT -5
wonderful poem Nenette, much enjoyed !
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Post by Lisa Arnold on Mar 8, 2011 18:06:19 GMT -5
OUTSTANDING Nenette!
thanks so much for posting!
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Post by rrw on Mar 9, 2011 9:13:01 GMT -5
B-4, if you even mention "werewolf" I'm sold! There's such a nice rhythm to this piece. Some lovely use of color... a certain sad but energic feel to you words. I love the whole "taste" of it. Great job! In line 1, I think you have a typo... "off" instead of "of"....
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Post by sunny on Mar 9, 2011 10:48:23 GMT -5
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Post by purplespirit on Mar 9, 2011 13:02:41 GMT -5
Being aware of so much fear, angst and suffering in this world, wouldn't it be just wonderful to really be able to spin a new web by tearing off the rotten threads and weave those colourful and delightful patterns in instead. Deep and precious poem dear Nenette, thank you for another thought that keeps me pondering about. Ulla xx
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Post by b4sunset on Mar 9, 2011 19:35:35 GMT -5
happy you enjoyed this, lisa... just a little dark but i like it too.. i miss our love and dark categories! smile!
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Post by b4sunset on Mar 9, 2011 19:39:10 GMT -5
robert... yes, werewoves, lol.. i know what you mean re " off" and " of"... "off " means away as in ticks away.. "of" is about "by", as in nght ticks by minutes... i chose "of " as it had a sronger value and sound... thanks for this one, i love the way you showed your concern... smiles!
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Post by b4sunset on Mar 9, 2011 19:40:06 GMT -5
.. will comment later; i'm off to school dear echoers... love to all..
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Post by Lisa Arnold on Mar 11, 2011 6:09:38 GMT -5
great poem Nenette, enjoy your award!
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Post by Tamika on Mar 11, 2011 12:49:17 GMT -5
wonderful poem Nenette!
BIG CONGRATS to you for POTW!!
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