Tune to ceiling fans, flourescent lights.
E, no wait. F.
F this.
Paint your walls, you wanted red?
Match your blood. No.
Her kiss.
I'll sing myself away from here,
Half-harmonies naught
Could miss
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Title is this until I think of something better. I've not written in... well, actually, I can't remember the last time I wrote. Any help would be appreciated. Thank you!
Written September 10th, 2006
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QUITE UNIQUE
This poem is quite different. It has a pleasant sound as one reads it. I like the originality of this write. Thank you fore sharing. Take care, Sandy
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good job
interesting writing. I liked it. -
Good!
This poem speaks to ones imagination. Think what you wish. It's what's in you that this writing will bring out.If I choose to think negative, I will. For those who like this sort of poem, it is good. -
You lost me a little bit.
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I like the title, and, as short as it was, it still made a statement. I liked it.
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Excellant
A very unique write. I quite like it just as it is. -
You have not written in a while, i've missed seeing your posts here and its obvious that school has got you down already and i hope you have time to do more, even if its just a ramble or two or three, to clear out the cobwebs. I remember my time in marching band practice, I played (badly) the trombone and said exactly the same thing regarding the "F." Years later (like 30 years) i was learning how to play guitar and wouldn’t you know, it was the "F" again, but this time it was the fingering of the chord. Oh, just to let you know i've adopted another poet here at A.P. " The Me No One Sees" I hope you get a chance to read the work she's posted and that she takes time to read yours as well. I'd like to promote this one and see if you cant get some other remarks. Great to see you again. Blessings and best wishes, ~richard
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