brother to fire-eyed dogs
blue smoke smiles
prisoner to almost all
porcelain women — poison me
with a cup of salt water
wake me to air wet with rhythm
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for
Elusive Trope/Specks and Fragments
Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge
floating and leaving no trace
brother to fire-eyed dogs
blue smoke smiles
prisoner to almost all
porcelain women — poison me
with a cup of salt water
wake me to air wet with rhythm
——
for
Elusive Trope/Specks and Fragments
Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge
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Niiice. 🙂
Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Digging deep and rolling with the punches on this one. Nice work.
Thanks very much! The magnets always yield something interesting.
This makes me want to tap the Like button like a piano key… doesn’t seem to work though. Like like like like like.
Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it. Sometimes one like doesn’t seem to be enough. 😀
i enjoy the images and can relate to being a “prisoner to almost all porcelain women.”
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I know,I know
but you got so much
Going on here
My skin aches
I heard that recently
Somewhere
Oh yes it was the crow
How could I forget
That’s you
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