Insects infested
In the apple of my actuality.
Blue, braided polypropylene
Burrowed in my bread basket.
Precipitation plummets in perfect discord
To the chequered cover where I pause, dismayed.
Author notes
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The food references weren't planned in the beginning, just happened and just show that doubt is no picnic.
Insects - that niggling feeling one gets
Apple of my actuality - heart
Blue, braided polypropylene - rope (ie. knots)
Bread basket - stomach
What do you think?
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Sounds like the picnic did not turn out well
Very good.
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This poem reminds me of a great gift with awesome wrapping paper. That's a silly comparison I know but I loved this poem. Great job!
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This is a great piec,e nice alliteration in there as well, great job
Thanks for taking the time to enter my contest, wishing you the best of luck
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Love. Love. Love!!! Seriously this is really good, especially all your alliteration. What I love about your poetry is that is always seems like it's from a poetry book and not just some nice little bits that someone just put down in a specific way.
Belissima
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I've become obssessed with techniques and abstract images since reading Plath. Glad you love as I haven't written in a while, at least I know I've still got it. Whatever "it" is...
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