Not a prompt, just a post.

Mar 08, 2010 09:15

Real words…Connected through real sentences.  Advertised through pretty mouths and bright teeth.

I'm terribly unsure of things.  Males, especially.  These clumsy fingers and awkward looks don't ever stop.  I was made this way, in the image of God.

A coiled thing, wild hair and big eyed.

& how does one keep trying after five years is beyond me - ( Read more... )

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tickcot March 8 2010, 20:06:32 UTC
I really liked the second one and totally understood the first one.

The last little stanza is my favorite. <3

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pandithebear March 9 2010, 04:32:03 UTC
thank you darling.
it's not as good as any of the great things poetry related that you do but its okay.

p.s. i miss you.

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tickcot March 10 2010, 02:07:19 UTC
Ohmygoodness. Don't even say that, you're such a good poet. I took my poems to writing club and they basically told me they're 'too pretty' and found them hard to understand I guess. I was mad haha.

But the things you write make me wish I could write like you. p.s. I miss you too.
p.p.s. don't be surprised if your suitcase is missing someday hahahahaaaaa.

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