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Post by bradmckenzie(The Comeback Kid) on Oct 19, 2007 0:34:54 GMT -5
(A lot more abstract than some other drops of poetry... poems... but there is a story in there, you have to just pay attention, I guess)
I strum a river composed of Mr. flowing. Terrible, the dirt trickled - corner driving a care-free naked lush who made beforeskin an image, delicate. His stubborn blanket, silent screen, did return sweat.
Listen -
rain vertically down had no reason why.
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Post by Sir Daniel on Oct 19, 2007 1:05:07 GMT -5
I don't know that I understand every line but I do know that I like it. I know how hard these things are and I commend you for a great job well done.
I really like the ending.
Daniel
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Post by Muni [Pondering] on Oct 19, 2007 19:06:25 GMT -5
Hmmm, I like this piece, but got a little confused. Well done though.
Munim.
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Post by Astarael ~ Enduring on Oct 21, 2007 21:54:47 GMT -5
the ending was pretty cool. thanks for sharing
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