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Post by macboogiewoogie on Apr 20, 2009 18:33:59 GMT -5
he sits there, regarding the rope.
the rope, and other obscure suspects, knock around the desktop, tossed there by the writer. he introduces the smallest laugh, heaps greed throughout, boils down suffixes and advances propaganda.
when lunchtime finally rolls around, the author warms his mug, crawls into the past, and ventures again, to spin a quest , and heap his papers with groaning rage and gasping fighters, his opponent his pen.
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Post by bobswife4ever (surgery soon) on Apr 21, 2009 16:24:59 GMT -5
This was creative and very deep for me personally. I loved the ending line. It really anchored it all together for me as I read it. Bravo, my dear.
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Post by Created2Write on Apr 21, 2009 18:03:07 GMT -5
I thought it was very well penned for a drop. You had great imagery here and I could see the scene.
Peace, C2W
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Post by strangefeeling on May 6, 2009 12:27:44 GMT -5
The drop words were nicely "spread" along the poem and seems to be so easy for you to create this original piece! Beautiful!
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Post by unsinkmolly on May 12, 2009 2:51:01 GMT -5
exalt, mac .... molly
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Post by macboogiewoogie on May 23, 2009 22:46:18 GMT -5
Thank you all so much for your kind words! Especially coming from such great writers!
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