Trochaic TuesdaysA Poem by Carrie Lynn An old poem, playing with meter. Thinking it could go with Not all good kissers... ?
On the Tuesday before
you consider the truth, all the waves in the sea will be dry as vermouth. All the blues from your past will be dripping down walls and your parted lips will not voice your withdrawals. © 2010 Carrie Lynn |
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Added on October 5, 2010Last Updated on October 5, 2010 Author
Carrie LynnPortland, ORAbout...You must stack stories from the foundation up. From the sad heart and the feet tired of supporting it. Language is architecture, after all, not an air capsule, not a hang glide. This is real.. more..Writing
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