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ryan

You are right.

Siva

Thanks for sending the link.Played it several times.Much enjoyed.

I start dancing
on the ceiling.
Merry-go- round
on the old Orient fan
cobwebs for angel dust...
I don't have sufficient
mental ballast to come down.

Michael, I echo Billy's sentiments.I specially like this line

never begotten Michael were we ever

Siva

Billy,I had a hunch that your poem would make it. It is such an earthy poem.There is no need for that surprise.

Siva

Yes, congrats Billy.

Siva

Congrats Billy!

Siva

dyerfrank

Is this repetition intentional?

we are made are made of them


Siva

dyerfrank

Yes with Michael's workshop, this has become compact. Please accept, reply and do the needful.

Siva

This can be the title of the poem.'Oh Afrika.'

The poem ends here:

So far away now
So far

Michael
I was thinking of Ryan's poem (on Saturday)and sorry for the delay in seconding it.I do hope Ryan sees this.
Siva

'Thirteen Shades Of Blue' is my own,unpublished poem and I am not representing any other group. My mail id is sivakamivelliangiri@gmail.com Thirteen Shades Of Blue Blue whirled out of each blank printed page nobody knew the exact meaning. Everyone's blue became bold and tin soldiered. Churning as in...

Michael

You are helping me to see my poem in a new light.Thanks.I was not able to comment on your poem though I have read it several times.

Siva

I nominate Michael's "TGIRF" for the May IBPC.

Thirteen Shades Of Blue Blue whirled out of each black printed page nobody knew the exact meaning. Everyone's blue became bold and tin soldiered. Churning as in the Amritha. Only the snakes churned out each other's conception. As the drama enacted, even those who sat through did something. Observin...

Thank you, 'dyerfrank'.

My first thanks goes to 'dyerfrank', who patiently spent a very long time weighing each word.My usual thanks to the precise editing of Michael, and also for nominating this,which goes to show there is a lot of work that goes to make a presentable poem.My final thanks to the Writer's Block for the sp...

Michael
Thank you for your workshop suggestions.The poem looks comparatively neater though it still sounds very prosaic.

Thanks Michael for suggesting, and Billy for submitting.Please post your poem 'cinquain. I was feeling so bad for messing it up that I did not visit the block for two days.

Siva

The poem "Snakes Were More Familiar ' is my original,unpublished poem and I am not representing any other block. sivakamivelliangiri@gmail.com Snakeskin Jackets Were More Familiar Beneath the coconut palms in the cement pit I collected snakeskin jackets of dull shades and design, much like collectin...

Michael
Please send this cinquain poem. I am not very happy with this though. It is not like your original writing. It sounds like a found poem.

"Time share"


Share time with,
not spend cash
on children. Family
that shares together
forever fulfilled.

I have changed the title,Michael.
S

Beneath the coconut palms in the cement pit I collected snakeskin jackets of dull shades and design, much like collecting labels of box matches or silver liners of cigarette packs and traded them in the evening for small pleasures. Grandfather was a Tagore figure, lean and wiry-strong; princelike, h...

'put you to sleep.' means something else.