Here's mine: ETHERIZED STARES FROM A RANDOLPH STREET PUDDLEa puddle of June heat2:17 am blinking corpseembalmed in sweattrack marks unseen until dawntry to explain colorto a man blind from birthor imagine what you will hearlast before you die
Life as a "fever." A great image. And Wayne's "puddle" poem is a fitting response.
OOo me gosh.....very very nice Wayne. I don't know you tell me how do you explain colors?It is kinda a fever, makes us delusional:)
Your poem is very heart felt. I like it. It's been a while since I've written poetry, but I would like to take it up again. I like the picture you have of those piercings. That has been the topic of conversation in our house. I saw similar pictures a few days ago and haven't been able to get them out of my mind, though I'm not brave enough to actually get them done.
Hey Cristina, I have a huge fascination with piercings, I have quite a few of my own. Even My display pic is of these surface piercings(I also had one)...but these usually gets done and the photographed, they don't all heal in the same way:).....but they are soooo nice.:)Love poetry:)
short :)i like short pieces...
In, not much to read then hey...wahahah:)
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