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You scratch....
You scratch my back
and
I will yours
you continue to read me as
I always do yours
and
then why compose poetry
may I ask of you?
as not any,
if at all not many
read ……
why should I post one
for none to breed?
as I might as well write ........and compose
music it to my ears
ere I myself to the garbage bin
my bed
do dispassionately ...............dispose.
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage:
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Comments
judyanne
Fri, 2012-04-27 12:55
scratch, scratch
there you go loved
lol - 'ere I myself to the garbage bin'
- no i don't think so
bed is better
love judy
xxx
'Each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
shall draw the Thing as he sees It, for the God of Things as They are.'
(Rudyard Kipling)
emogothgirl
Fri, 2012-04-27 15:41
HA hello world, this is loved...
you hear that neo? BURN.
loved it
mag
loved
Fri, 2012-04-27 22:56
Beautiful world,brief
precise
you cut each one to size
that's no surprise
emoth ...
you walk away with the first prize...
loved
emogothgirl
Sat, 2012-04-28 14:33
well
not so sure what you mean, SO
while i admit i don't comment much anymore, i will counter with the fact that i don't find anything of much interest. and no excuses, i should be reading more. but i get next to no comments myself. although we don't write for commentary, do we?
loved
Sat, 2012-04-28 14:40
A comment is like kerosine or petro
which ...adds up like a flame
and
then the true poet comes out ...
with a new game
and
rests upon his shoulders
a new love... that emerges...
like the poetry above..
loved