Huh of a husband
was varied from the what of a wife
who stays on the left side initially in sleep
for best profile in digestion
according to many publications but in the stuff about pregnancy too
oh supposing dreams not just supping before going down
and he fretted being felt behind
and it dawns on me first stuck in this
position adhered to
of no new date to to nix by a next
but I was transposing what he was saying when there was active air
of him going forward from miscarriage
until he brought his sore shoulder to my legitimately asking
get to be in front if not turn otherwise
and he cried nothing escharotic lasst night,
my last poem?
Caressed scribbly on his chest
without a cicatrix for a sheet to get fastened in focus!
Getting out of bed, a mezzanine magazine
for clips of flips :
It fell into place like falling in love with heard and do
did you catch the heart applauding with pajamas dress code
of when to have the season seats
and not just listening over el and ella tunes...
but overtly
I see her
I see her
and no so what.
3/4
Author notes
update : please don't use AP applause, the symbol bothers me. Thank you.
No contest, but please tell me what you think
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< belies a beautiful feeling when you type out my big long name!
horses are awesome (you must be a model, your picture has been used by pther people's poems ha-ha),
Thank you for your kind verdict and your adding it to you smiling at my what hasn't quite become my annals, and it won't as analysis to leaving is going to maybe show a poem of absence in April But U'm glad you revealed yourself a happy trotter on a ride as a viewer because there were different landscapes of lines, lol, but I suppose always the feel of one locale or Carolyn which is around as a thank you for visting.
1:18 cilantro might go well with the clock, should prove able to conk the tick-tocks from a vertical emphasis for more than a few seconds.
~Carolyn
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i love he way you've played with language here - phrases like 'mezzanine magazine' really ask the reader to read them again and to enjoy them. the last 4 lines work well in focusing down to your point
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nice supply for replying
E~ (option for us to name? How about emaculate aim?),
I am wired with a smile how you didn't leave the read vague but let me look over your shoulder over my work. Quoting the part of the piece for the experience it perked, reopened my treasure house of thoughts I was trying to evoke, thanks for bringing it back with your own sentiment met.
This was one of the few writes I didn't worry over or have more to need to fill up a notebook -- no, I don't have access to that background though I wonder how that would go for me, maybe roughtdraft freedom -- so, it's quite a kiss so to speak to know the succinct ending narrowed it down right.
Thanks, again, for coming around,
Carolyn
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this is beautiful!!! i love everything about it: the wonderous wording, the awesome line structure...e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. great job!!!!
"of when to have the season seats
and not just listening over el and ella tunes...
but overtly
I see her
I see her"
this is just.....wOw!!!
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a happiness by a pen is neat
pepperminty889 (keeping a log of an actual personal lol?),
Thank you for zeroing in on examples what roused a renaissance reaction so to speak. I do look for a parlance to be like spinning a parasol to take off the heat of debating if this is too outside of someone's reading material for a warm feeling, so thank you!
Your compliment of interrelation involved along the write's spacing makes me glad it wasn't just my internal rythm presuming it can be a poem to everyone, ha-ha, so theree's a line of a smile there!
It is appreciated to be able to see what was a treasured verse, at which I could reminisce with stronger fondness over what was written by me with nice intent!
1:00 an afternoon project of the day will include returning favor!
~Carolyn
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I guess the reason I didn't go into deep analysis i because i have a little trouble conprehending what you say. I mean, it's difficult to get the message even in your comments sometimes, i feel like i'm reading a foreign language. Now, this is in no way a bad thing, in fact i find it fansinating I have to read everything you say three or four times. It's just...difficult.
Thanks for the comment,
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iyou're not unique knowing it can be a problem
Nani (not unnoticed for grace before that extent of the introduction but thanks),
Briefly, to not be all in your face but maybe an ear cheek; I must however say your tipping me to piece appreciation with "fansinating" is swift for my way of fastly fancying over what can be fascinating as something to say, speechy lol fairly which can take longer. It may be why my daughter didn't want to not know what happened with my songs more than fasten to scootering the same horseshoe route that when rerouted can cause nauseaa in intelligence... and my little girl said yeah, by who though was stronger doing that last year with discoveries -- she's not quite veered through that without training wheels ha-ha around the fellows that line up the games with her in the shop where employees' children play. And the dad was surprised I'm not crazy to one of them, that swarmed new eyes.
Short as a paragraph to not give hee-hee 'foreign language' by a flood of the tongue, oh my,
Carolyn
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I don't understand what it's about
But I love the way it sounds...
like the french language.
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I'm glad to recall as someone else looked it over
nevereverdid (different every day or added feat not touched by your feet by turn or not tried?),
I'll make the reply box an author notes for you.
You wouldn't get the noooo over "I don't understand what it's about" if I knew what part got eye-browed that turned your reading into browsing for meaning as I've tonight wanted to try to keep the pronunciation of helpfulness. But, I appreciate that you found it to be like swans not so unknown. Maybe freely felt to be liked.
This has action from my heart for one I'm coupled with who loves with analysis, to say otherwise when it's known I'm not selfish when I'm fishin for where our mouths can swim in ways we face things. Because of a "position adhered to" he shrugged asking what credence there was to me dancing differently so to speak. a bit the beat could be then. But when he could accomodate me on that moment I worked as the masseuse that saved the marriage of complaint. Far from bolt now to volt.
I'll get over to looking at your works as quickly as I can,
Carolyn
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this is really sweet. vary in the routine of nightime sleep and husband sees wife in new lighting, as she does see him too. i thought it was very romantic and some really great lines too. kind of a awakening.
"I see her
I see her
and no so what."
i loved those lines. great job!
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cute you should understand!
wolfspiritguide (projectively believing, tameable man can find harmony),
Certainly a surprise to add to my good morning, you brought up the backbone of this piece, and I thank you.
It was more than a rother rather felt with say a massage of a bicept that wades through my muscles, but "vary in the routine of nightime sleep and husband sees wife in new lighting, as she does see him too" and it immensely seems not just me but a moment towards natural or all in the roles.
It always makes me cheeriest when someone itemizes what made you smile, because it happens again that except you used was integral from my initial sketchboard of the poetry. I'm glad it turned out so well as a springboard! And I'm confident you'll give me more power than to view that ha-ha.
I gotta laugh at whether your note is a hint from you 'I'm gold, lady' and you'd like to hear from me when I come acroos a poem of yours, you're aware of in your memership alone before comment from me. I'll even try to not wait for a random sample before I need to leave Ap!
11:00 Thanks a plenty,
Carolyn
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It is no contest, this is good. I won't pretend to get it all, some of it I had to chew for awhile..lol..but the essence and some of your lines, are drop-dead fascinating.
I'm definitely piqued.
Kathleen, and I don't lean.
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Thanks so much for communicating on what communicated a little
Kathleen (with a name alike in categories even, and do you have your favorite... like I would not have minded Caroline or Marlyn for instance as a study of what could draw out sounds or stand in them),
I'm happy for unaminous emotion if I keep being shown what I should be a clinger over thinking I made a ringer. And you brought out that I had deftness for "drop-dead fascinating" which I hope a tippy-toe tip of the tongue can feel in intensity that might have tangent fainting, but not necessarily! lol. Sometimes, I come across my effort as being like brown leaves on snow only looking like clods of dirt tossed, so thank you for saying there's a startle that could be for paper so to speak.
7:51 in mind how it is after the day, as my little girl who scootered with some boys earlier is now curled in a chair with one of her dolls,
Carolyn.
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aw Ms. Carolyn you're a fantastic poet and I enjoy your poetry. Your words are sewn together beautifully!
♥
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Rosita (thanks for a screenface too, but I feel a torso with your reaching out),
The dignity you gave my name is such a nice compliment beside my playful moments with yours. I startled into a smile over your finishing my piece, about a good turn around event with my husband, to which you said with an emoting epitome prefix for, "you're a fantastic poet" and I say I'm happy I came across you before my end on AP.
Strangely enough, last night however, mygauy told me he doesn't like being married to me anymore, probably because my body breakdowns and the looks of it all I do is poetry. He didn't express exit, but ouch. It was a tricept that was sore that triggered this when I was more than comfortable to lie down earier than often at 1 o'clock. But that's like four months by November might be poetic for a grin to me but not pulled automatically for politely. So, I'll try to play harder for my daughter to learn something else than yet this incorporative expression and not just before she might want to go.
Also, it's most humorously honed in that you commented, "Your words are sewn together beautifully!" since I had thought I should wish the actual when that was my take on things too when reviewing strongerthanever's poem, Sseamstress," I beieve it's called! It's about the opposite talent ratio in balance and pleads on how to do other pleats!
May we not just see seeds but seedlings for what they're to be.
I will try to return favor before I leave,
Carolyn
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I love it and I am crying while reading it. I love the line,'Caressed scribbly on his chest
without a cicatrix for a sheet to get fastened in focus!'
Thank you for the points and I'm adding you as a favorite, I don't know why you were never added before, lol, and I'm going to read more of your poetry. I hope you will keep it posted here, since is this your last one?
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Am I still pumping a mess though I kicked pumps off long ago?
March904 ( not quite the 1000 miles?),
Oh, let me tell it, you got my attention. I found a curl to go around to the ear lobe, for it not to be cried on but become a check mark I can listen instead of constantly try to wipe it. I'm glad I could come and remember this with you, though there will be zero with the license plate personality in the embers of igniting edits steered around others. The line you pointed out is over how we don't have to be driven away, when bearing can turn turn to boredom when dependency may yet investigate.
I'm at a strange crude crossroads of being asked to get off, but my husband can't converse often but of sore muscles but in blips of getting back out the door. Oh, the youth that that sounds but it's a hard have to. And my chemical sensitivity sings inside the yard without dreaded capacity for no album to come off my lips but neither to feel a bum needing to talk or to not cackle of his travels never being gobbled and forgotten when he comes in and eats yet it's like rising to action and forgetting a dream.
But I hope I'll be pretty off all poetry, lol. Shuffling refocusing. He gave me a haiku hug expression today, a hello from a grass hut comfort while brunching on pieapple next to canopy beds in our shack conditions that can be kept sweet. It was the speediest phrasing as he had to keep his brain on making a living though. So, then he's at work while daughter is at window of melting snow wondering about grasshoppers with what could be sprouting, with normals in the flows all the while I'm with heavy heartbeats and swollen from lousy sleep except cuddle was praised. I'm reorganizing for grins more than I heard of women's heart attacks.
But I got a new way to be quiet, tonight, with someone thinking,'it's not going to kill you' and I have so much to be in mind of what is a legitimate minute or anyway.
I don't know how to leave a signature when I don't want to say I feel nasty when no writing seems like an enemy. Regarding, keeping poems up, I think I read Kevin, the site, creator, mentioning it's best if they are deleted to then get tracked for no time on for 3 months in order to no longer be a member. I know I would be tempted to check thoughts on my pieces otherwise. But I havent't begun that vanishing process.
10:34 in report because too much paragraph for the tick tock in tow here?
Carolyn
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very heartfelt and moving to my soul with a bit of hectic sound running rampant.So full of emotion that runs to the readers being.Very descriptive write I must say.Bringing creativity into a clear vision.
Wonderfully done.
God Bless
~Cheryl~
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You have an impressive way of stating you are impressed.
Cheryl (affection without the Ann always because it's the middle name?),
I am deeply touched you saw a "heartfelt" angle of my ink here. I could see it moved your soul as thusly you wrote also at least to me about it. The theme of hectiness of so many things with creepiness of keeping perspective was well worded in your own words. Thank you, cursively if I could.
I smiled immenselely at the mention of "Bringing creativity into a clear vision" since I have seemed to violate that for others lately.
I do need to focus on how God blesses even
Carolyn
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You've definitely got the descriptive, creative side of this well under control. I love "my last poem? / Caressed scribbly on his chest" although was unsure in the line before was you meant by 'escharotic' (my dictionary finds no word like it!) and I think you meant 'last night' there.
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DancingRed (volumes for a hand?),
I am so appreciative of you stressing I "got the descriptive, creative side of this well under control" as the topic felt so pleasant without need to go insanely imaging it. Thus, the hiatus of writing that might be by not writhing in this sigh.
I'm sorry "escharotic" became expressionless with you via a lexicon, but looking thru onelook online set of dictionaries, it's from medicine. But I jumbled with a familiar word when it's about what forms a scar... from a burning opening or soundly caustic which can be chaotically felt emotionally too. Hence I used it to represent his flow of relief, that being what wasn't bitter tears yesterday!
I hope then I pertain to not emptiness with this meaning now.
I really do feel a break from composing has overwhelmingly been met by me so I should be able to keep my promise to return favors of commenting without sneaking off besides other obligations.
12:09 thanks again for your 11 o'clockish inspection,
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