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please do not judge
Contributed by
ming
on
Saturday, 14th November 2015 @ 06:03:43 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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the poet by her puppet
the soul of the mind
is a dark place
a sob like a dormouse
a whisper as a lie
a laugh like a stab wound
like a rhyme
ever a boggle roam
like a metaphor
head made of glass
like a line
pulled to tight
to teach the end
its step...
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ming
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2015-11-14 18:03:43]
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Re: please do not judge
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 15th November 2015 @ 12:21:10 AM AEST
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interesting poem Ming!
Not a fan of Bezos in the way of
manufacture
The temperament
To characterize an outline
And to sell sell sell
to the world all that's
already in it
Lots to think about in your poetry
Always very erudite
in your thinking you are
And I thank you for that!
Peace!
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Re: please do not judge
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by Invierno on
Sunday, 15th November 2015 @ 12:22:11 AM AEST
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Worthy of any Ming poem. Several reads required to savour such a fine vintage.
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