Good Morning.

Good Morning.

A Poem by Anathema Herem

She dances, prances:
turning her face to and from him--
a flirtatious girl in a gown of blue.

He spirals, smiles:
invincible fire in his bright eye,
and makes little Goldilocks bloom. 

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© 2010 Anathema Herem


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a couple of stylish swirls, curls, painting a great picture

Posted 14 Years Ago


rhythmic and sweet ...

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You are a amazing writer. You said it all in so few words. Take a talented writer to write so much in so few words. Every words had a purpose. A pleasure to read. Thank you.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

'turning' should be 'turns' in the second line,
'from' sounds better if you said 'away from' and a few other things but the actual poem is cute and and innocently sassy.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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None so devoted shall be ransomed: Am I a thing set up to the gods, or a thing accursed? 1526, from L. anathema "an excommunicated person, the curse of excommunication," from Gk. anathema "a thing.. more..

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