The full shadow of a silver moon
rides high astride noon,
where this coffee drips,
I sip 'til then is soon;
today,
away,
someplace
in June.
A contest entry
- One Liners (GIVE ME ALL YOU GOT!) by A Murderous Lament.
600 points, ended June 19, 2007, 74 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Croquette mallets
This for some reason Zak makes me think of Alice in Wonderland. Maybe it's the part about the moon riding high at noon. I love it because while making sense it all so confuses and astounds. My head is begining to ache because of all the twists this takes it on. All the thoughts that percolate like the coffee. Please tell me it's not decafe.

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Hmmm... that's good. I like the structure and it does make sense. Great line and best of luck in the contest!

A MURDEROUS LAMENT <\33


