Mating Call

Mating Call

A Poem by Elleannatasha
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Spring fever

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My mating call
Sounds like the blues
And smells like Irish whiskey

I'd prefer it
To smell like a campfire
And sound like footsteps on damp earth

© 2013 Elleannatasha


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In just a few words, you brought forth some strong imagery. Nice write!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Elleannatasha

11 Years Ago

Thank you! There is so much randomness just bubbling out over the last 3 days... Riding it out. :)
Rita L. Sev

11 Years Ago

Keep riding - rambling randomness makes great reading!

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Elleannatasha
Elleannatasha

Saint Louis, MO



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Wanderer... Musing over all the delights and absurdities by spinning them into word feasts. Drink a little. Have a slice. I like the rabbit hole. I feel very at home there. more..

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