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Moody

I slip into another frown
whilst juggling laughter's shapes,
orange and dark green,
they fall to the floor.

I’ll be darned if they resurrect,
fragments of some broken grins
shrug the shoulder chip
blowing back through the door.

And another section
of reality scurries away -
I laugh as time slams curtains;
flowered moments,
it's all in the air of love.








Author notes

This was first composed by a colleague, Individuality .who prompted me to sandwich in a stanza. Hope I've done his verse well.

    I plan to revise this poem: please leave constructive criticism!
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Comments

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  • kerrypn
    August 7

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    I love the way you have used wordplay in this-really clever. I love this: "fragments of some broken grins". Great write

  • hummm...this struck me as a very light poem but yet with so much feeling! you express yourself very well. i love the way you discribe things. very nice!


  • anna3
    April 23
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    great

    Nice and I love this tender smell of love in the air


  • individuality gold member
    April 22
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    no, it is not a test - i was just throwing in some things that affect me

  • Yvette Champ gold member
    April 22
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    at last!


  • anaisnais
    April 22

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    Oooohhh! Now, now, what have we here? A wonderful collaboration by two poets I hold dear! Nice one folks, lovely effects, gave me the feeling of the mood going up and down some... Bravo, more! More! MORE! Kindest thoughts, Anna-Marie.


    • individuality gold member
      April 22
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      hehehe yes i was waiting to see yoiur name


    • CookieZeal Greeters member
      April 22
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      Hey, Anna..thank you so much for a unique response (as always!)

      We thank you, but I feel Ian wears the pants in this one..lol.

  • Yvette Champ gold member
    April 22
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    oops...apologies..system says i don't have enough points to applaud but it's worthy of points, oh i am a pauper!

  • Yvette Champ gold member
    April 22
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    Ah, I could have sensed Ian's influence even if it hadn't been acknowledged, perhaps they is superfluos in the first stanza, maybe it could be compounded instead by another action/description, maybe not, I ramble too much, you may have noticed. Maybe pluralalize shoulder in the second shoulder oops second stanza? I enjoyed this dance of words, it's moody without being menacing, it pas de deux's with melancholia but breathes its last breath in a com se com sa fashioned farewell.


    • individuality gold member
      April 22
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      i am just enjoying- the unknown soldier - kate bush and roy harper

    • CookieZeal Greeters member
      April 22
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      Hello!
      We thank you for your comment and high energy response Suggestion appreciated and considered. Due to earlier verses, I see that plurals
      can 'bite' if too many, hence the singular tone.

      Wonderful and conceptual.

  • Yes- 'it's all in the air of love.'
    And freedom need not be empty but ever changing.

    Great collab. I wouldn't have known if not told.


  • Daizee silver member
    April 22

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    The title fits this perfectly. " I slip into another frown..' Moods can be so random and change so quickly. In the blink of an eye, you're smiling again.

    Love,
    Stacy


  • individuality gold member
    April 22
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    i like the second verse - not too sure on the first and third though.


  • individuality gold member
    April 22
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    i agree with the previous comments


    • CookieZeal Greeters member
      April 22
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      . LOL

      • individuality gold member
        April 22
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        Dreams

        Ripples of insight rupture imagery
        as visions collect sparkles of mystery;
        dreams curling along the cheek's tremble,
        silence bursts into black and white
        while volume sneaks in colour from the side
        to uplift the wings of the pillow's breath.

  • In fact - we concur.

  • I concur too...

  • I concur too

  • sleepinglion
    April 21
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    Lovely poem, I Love the idea of reality scurrying away

  • individuality gold member
    April 21

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    i think that this poem reads really well, but of course i have a biased opinion in this matter as it is our poem.

    • CookieZeal Greeters member
      April 22

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      I must agree with you. Oh, but then, I, too am biased.
      I'm glad we did this. I think we 'get' each other's ideas,
      n'est-ce pas?
      Thank you again!!!


  • FransB gold member
    April 20
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    I should try this!

    You have the makings of a great write here. Frans

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