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 Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 3:57 pm
This is just a small poem I wrote in a matter of secondes after being inspired during a game of cribbage. mrgreen Hope to get some feedback! 3nodding
I peer through my fingers, up at the stained glass
Where you dance, smiling from the window,
Sliding along the sill, the floor, the teak table,
Breathing warmth into my forearms, saying,
"I'm coming. Will you wait for me?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 4:04 pm
i often like small and direct poems, large ones just get redundant after a wile (also because i have a very short attention span)
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 4:26 pm
Not so strong with poems as I am with stories. I leave that to others but I did find the theme and the simplicity of the poem an easy and nice read.
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Posted: Wed Aug 31, 2005 5:31 pm
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Posted: Sat Sep 03, 2005 10:00 pm
Inspriration during cribbage, that's one I haven't heard. Cool Poem! I like how it's short and simple with a direct, yet somewhat mystifying message.
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