when chimney dust
had settled,
enough red
remained scattered
on firm foundation,
for mortar-tongue
to lick
seams back together.
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A contest entry
- brick- 1 hour by Cat.
500 points, ended October 19, 2007, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think (Critical Honesty Appreciated)
Comments
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Oh My Gosh - This is just awesome, Kate! Absolutely awesome! Amazing writing~
~Candy
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Ooohhhh. Congrats on your trophy. Mortar-tongue... I like that.
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i think you just got a little more, perfect.
this is brilliant.
congrats on your shiney.
xx
♥
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Oooww, you deserve that silver! This is wonderful. I just heard a new Annie Lennox song and this reminded me of the message there ... sometimes you just got knock down the house to get the door open ... then you can build again
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OMG - this is good, congrats
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Wow. Very profound you are.
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multi-layered brevity which holds the mind so very gently, so firmly fixed in transit.
blessings and best wishes,
~r.
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i was going to enter
no needs to compete - this is graet
elaine
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damn i love it!
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LOLOL i love this .. you are a slut.. that is one of my favorite characteristics in people...
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- only for a certain 'right' woman atm. Sorry - your bad luck 
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all i think is pink floyd and a certain WALL!!! OOPS.. me bad
brick dust... and mortar... damn thats good
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LMFAO!!!
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