Writing Poetry
By MistakenMagic
Thu, 02 Apr 2009
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I lay you down like a page,
warm beneath the sun
of a desk lamp.
Our bodies curve into vowels
and mouths shape
soft, exotic verbs.
These fingers are quills.
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Brilliant! Class act! Chris
Permalink Submitted by threeleafshamrock on
Brilliant! Class act!
Chris XX
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This one did have 'cherry'
Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
This one did have 'cherry' written all over it, Magic. Well done!
You really did produce some little gems from this week's IP. I guess that just goes to show how useful this weekly brain-teaser is:-)
Tina xxx
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excellent work. congrats on
Permalink Submitted by Curse of 222 on
excellent work. congrats on the cherry.
jason
jason
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love this one - great write
Permalink Submitted by littleditty on
love this one - great write Magical one! :)
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I think it really cuts us
I think it really cuts us down to essentials - every word has to be so perfectly placed - a lesson for me, certainly, Miss Rambler!
Magic - it's magic! Very sexy, love the 'vowels' and 'verbs' references!
J x
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Economical, sensual, quite
Permalink Submitted by capoeiragem on
Economical, sensual, quite simply a great short poem. Nice work! :)
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Can't say much more than has
Can't say much more than has already been said, Magic. Like this one a lot.
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Can't say much more than has
Can't say much more than has already been said, Magic. Like this one a lot.
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