You cup, we spoon
sunlight through bone,
crazed under the moon.
Love in china
The title had me fooled. I like the play here - You cup, we spoon indeed.
sunlight through bone - Why not carry the bone china thing on in the next line? Instead of crazed, how about -
glazed under the moon - Just a thought.
Barrie
sunlight through bone - Why not carry the bone china thing on in the next line? Instead of crazed, how about -
glazed under the moon - Just a thought.
Barrie
After letting go of branches and walking through the ape gait, we managed to grasp what hands were really for......
I must say this is very intruiging - the first line had me hooked.The last two blew me off! Terrific write.
Cheers.
Cheers.
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Hi sneaker
i still like this poem, hope you find more time to write now the school term is nearly here! I see you get a lot of good reviews, I'm not suprised really, good luck for the competition, and I'll see you in a couple of days,
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i still like this poem, hope you find more time to write now the school term is nearly here! I see you get a lot of good reviews, I'm not suprised really, good luck for the competition, and I'll see you in a couple of days,
from Raisin Tree
In the beginning there was nothing, and it exploded. (Terry Pratchett on the Big Bang Theory)
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Sneaker, thank you. Oddly - for it's so very central - the way I'm reading it has 'bone' very lonely. Since the poem has only three lines its dissonance doesn't feel right... but I'll try rereading it a number of ways in order to have it fit. Zalina, x
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