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Circle




This recondite nuisance
shelters every year in my ear
engines, nothing moves
ragging its rural refrain forever.

Drop by drop
                        the bees
                        burning the juice of my veins
              blood of rivers
      passes for my slumber
treated with its palsy
                                walked the life again.

My tie
rolls with its rumour of cataract.














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~spiritualangel~

Prompt: Circle

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  • CelticQueen
    September 9, 2008

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    I haven't any idea, not a single clue, what you're saying here. This could be a fantastic poem, but abstractions are lost on me. Sorry. Thanks for entering, anyway. cq


  • takemypainaway
    August 29, 2008
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    very differant take i like the ideas that are displayed here
    best of luck
    --kat