I have some idea that this is a warning to anyone wanting to join you in bed. Perhaps a memory of all those who are now gone.
But I was enthralled with that photo of a young girl with alabaster skin and eyes that just bright blue penetrated my soul just by looking. So that's probably where they all went. Somewhere behind those eyes.
Take me to your bed and let me be rid of bad thoughts that the news bring about this world each day. A thought-inciting write, Jane. Thank you for sharing and eliciting thoughts and emotions. Love and best wishes to you,
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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But I was enthralled with that photo of a young girl with alabaster skin and eyes that just bright blue penetrated my soul just by looking. So that's probably where they all went. Somewhere behind those eyes.
Ron
Regis. 🌺🍁
Well, that poor guy has Red Eyes and No Wang to speak of,
so no wonder he is Hiding 🤪