Someone is reading this at least once a day. If it is you, tell me who you are, I'm curious. I don't think this one is particularly good.
March 22, 2o1o / 1:15 am
Plucking your bestie From a pool of clones, You weave your way Through polite society. A rare variety of Naivete.
And when The time comes, you Are lonesome and Loathsome in the General direction of Home.
It passes. Eventually there is a Pause that refreshes. A white dress and then Later black. You pluck Your bestie from a pool Of crones, weave your Way through polite antiquity.
Plucking your bestie
From a pool of clones,
You weave your way
Through polite society.
A rare variety of
Naivete.
It passes.
Eventually there is a
Pause that refreshes.
A white dress and then
Later black. You pluck
Your bestie from a pool
Of crones, weave your
Way through polite antiquity.
And when
The time comes, you
Are lonesome and
Loathsome in the
General direction of
Home.
this is how I read it, for some reason. It's just a rearranging - think that home line is the best.
i think this rocks..... you did the friend request and this was my first stop in seeing whether we might be able tolerate each other. I think i'll be fine, not so sure about you. This is good work, fresh, clever, simple, and intricate. be back.
I like this poem a lot. Such power in each line. You took me in many directions and the ending was very good. Your usage of the language made poem a pleasure to read. Thank you.
Coyote
Plucking your bestie
From a pool of clones,
You weave your way
Through polite society.
A rare variety of
Naivete.
It passes.
Eventually there is a
Pause that refreshes.
A white dress and then
Later black. You pluck
Your bestie from a pool
Of crones, weave your
Way through polite antiquity.
And when
The time comes, you
Are lonesome and
Loathsome in the
General direction of
Home.
this is how I read it, for some reason. It's just a rearranging - think that home line is the best.
Don't email me and demand I read and review your work. It's bizarre.
Wake me if you like me,
Wake me if you want me,
Wake me if you need another poem.
L'original style, au-del du blah bla.. more..