We don't say it
but our bones melt into one
and become the shape of it
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We don't say it
but our bones melt into one
and become the shape of it
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Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
Esoteric...
to say the least. I almost get it; but that's okay, I'm sure that it wasn't written just for me. ~ Geezer.
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Nice to see you round these
Nice to see you round these parts after so long. Thank you and hope you're well in life.
You talk...
like it was me that hadn't posted but three poems in the last ten years! I am most pleased to see and read your work again. I guess I must have missed a bit of it when I was hospitalized with pneumonia. Yeah, I have COPD and on oxygen, but still here. I keep turning up like the proverbial bad penny or a piece of steel, hard to get rid of and attracted to Neo. like by a magnet. I do hope that you will be around more. ~ Geez.
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Sounds like you've been busy
Sounds like you've been busy ;) Through it all, still here and still writing.... and I'm glad you are.
Has it been ten years! You got me there (I say through a smile)
Loved this!
Loved this!
its a single malt
with a hint of banana.
Obi.
Thank you
Love "Sarah" so far. Looking forward to reading from you some more.