on latest lste night poem (May 24th 2007)
husband heard me from outside, thought it was the owl.
I wondered if I could sing to that other animal,
precious as stay so many do find a song
but I would've missed it as I was carried away at my bowl!
it was so full I twisted my cap on as a steering wheel
oh the sweet corner I can turn yet
to culturing vegetables
for mouth simple like language articles
things abound but healing ones
are closed by clues
we journal or read
and my excited press vibrated the table below as a road,
ah the hum, going for family as even in fashion now --
yield not just at desk of recipe
mortar and pestle skipped by patience
however then quicker than zip
my motto is on-off shoulder
stir a
rah-rah-rah before-during-after breastfeeding
better than ideas youngster grow on
information not of needing far away
Author notes
not looking for your words on this, just thinking things out about myself... but you can say if I did too much, though I keep coming back and doing major edits to it
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Connotation of the owl, made me think that you were outside,
Sleepily, from running your errands during your day, snoring loudly.
The third line confused my last guess and I thought “she loves animals” and can’t be the figure of speech animal. I thought of the Australian man “The Crocodile Hunter” who always says “crikey” upson “carried away at my bowl. Street corner seemed out of place because animals aren’t often in city environments, and I would have liked around the bend of the woods. Culturing vegetables sounded like a cult or witchcraft remedy and reminded me of Snow White. Excited press seemed to sum up the whole poem as a writer, trying to make ends meet while making a time revered family recipe that’s been in the family for a long time. Breastfeeding sounds darn painful. I have no experience in breast-feeding. Rah-rah-rah sounds like a row between the children and you. Youngster not of needing far away refers to children always wanting your attention.
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words are for reaching, but straight too
sublimewriter (remember I like to be plain with the beautiful things in front of me),
I'm passing just posting this profile list when I've got explainin to do for precious show of how off interpretation could be from what I meant. I don't know why natural pickling talk should be a placard for "Culturing vegetables sounded like a cult or witchcraft remedy and reminded me of Snow White." I have no dizzying need than enjoyment of the strength of what can be conveyed from chewing such fermented manipulation.
I'm aghast at the the ouch you put in language over inexperience with nursing that can conducively lead to other expressions. what hurts is not giving something of such a chance. [And simpler notions of support could make it easier...]
By the way, my speech wasn't clearest it seems in the starting phrase, since it was me on the interior but with vocals my guy figured the tune through the wall as being the hoot, diffused but I still wondered if I could sing directly for as match of comfort my way among species... type of thing.
1:48 I apologize I'm too quickly writing for large guesses, I should be glad my daughter got a gold and get off like the father wants progress.
~Carolyn
~Carolyn
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