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- 13 Oct 2014, 00:03
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: her sex is my only friend tonight but she may not be
- Replies: 1
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her sex is my only friend tonight but she may not be
her sex is my only friend tonight but she may not be the only thing I'm dying with is this picture of her peach suntan and bikini and that's the way I want it this haunted night haunted life ends with her naked before the stars of beyond she's right out of the pool like a car commercial 1984 a comet...
- 03 Dec 2013, 23:52
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: candle
- Replies: 4
- Views: 12593
Re: candle
thank you for your thoughts on this Billy.
- 12 Nov 2013, 19:45
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: Nostalgia
- Replies: 7
- Views: 15876
Re: Nostalgia
beautiful rendering.that last stanza is brilliant. just brilliant. this was a nice mix of the subtle and the raw for me. kinda like love itself. thank you for this.great work.
- 12 Nov 2013, 19:43
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: tanka
- Replies: 9
- Views: 21212
Re: tanka
love this. it speaks to me of that feeling of constancy.great visual too.
- 12 Nov 2013, 19:42
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: The poem I tried to write
- Replies: 4
- Views: 12886
Re: The poem I tried to write
i like this a great deal.your words just cannot match what your senses are taking in. I've been there.for what its worth i think your descriptives wonderful. the boxcar line is outstanding.thank you.
- 12 Nov 2013, 19:39
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: candle
- Replies: 4
- Views: 12593
candle
God,there's a candle burning for me lit by a face I do not know and she thinks I might die now that everyone is gone now that everyone is gone I would like to play ring around the rosie with the flame like to let the snowflakes decorate it in a circle my bed is too large the mattress is thick with m...
- 31 Jul 2012, 01:17
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: on reading Hemingway's the garden of eden
- Replies: 3
- Views: 10622
on reading Hemingway's the garden of eden
"The bull wasn't doing anyone any harm and now we've tracked him to where he came to see his dead friend and now were going to kill him."-ernest hemingway I was abandoned in the heat owing a cab driver 22 bucks for a fare he said would only cost 7 no one helped me they would not part with the few do...
- 12 Jul 2012, 14:26
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: the passenger seat
- Replies: 3
- Views: 12420
the passenger seat
you are streaming water over steep falls and I'm the splashes beneath that shoot up in all directions once, we were both foamy white clinging to boulders our bubbles popping at the end of the day thriving in the easy rythms of the current now, when I take your hand it's open like the invitation of h...
- 06 Jul 2012, 05:35
- Forum: Writer's Block Palaver
- Topic: Our 2 to represent the Block for July IBPC 2012:
- Replies: 4
- Views: 16739
Re: Our 2 to represent the Block for July IBPC 2012:
I accept the nomination of my poem prey for the ibpc.It has not been previously published and I'm not representing another board this month.I would like the poem to be submitted to the ibpc as it appears in the critique forum. My name is Dan Flore and my email is dfloreiii@aol.com. Thanks
- 27 Jun 2012, 15:37
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: prey
- Replies: 5
- Views: 17282
prey
I had just flopped onto our bed wrapped in exhausted flesh and old blankets when I remembered leaving a book outside and decided to drag my pathetic body to the backyard to get it when I finally got out there I stood humbled with eyes suddenly fully alert staring at the little blinking bombs of yell...
- 25 May 2012, 22:57
- Forum: Writer's Block - Where The Poets Hang
- Topic: gates swinging open
- Replies: 3
- Views: 15626
gates swinging open
the sun is coated in a raindrop and the perfection here is unsettling I need to hear an electronic voice on my gps before I believe I've actually arrived in eden I can see the green leaves from the trunk that made this wooden bench my skin gets more and more like jewelry the first instinct I have is...