Get a special place to put those words, put them away for a rainy day, since NJ is having the wettest July on record, all my words have been spent...an intersting thoughtful write, Karla, Peace, ed & rufuz
Great poem, Karla. Words come and go. I sometimes see them around when I don't need them. When I need them, they are just gone -- maybe they stay with somebody else. And sometimes, as you told, they are just beyond the arm's reach, no way to reach them without a bridge. My imagination is the best bridge I have to reach words.
Thanks
your brother and friend, abdinoor
Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger (Reader)
Reviewed on July 28, 2004
Exceptional poetry, Poet. Well-done Karla. Bravo!
Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on July 28, 2004
And they HAVEN'T wandered, my dear.
Here they are in all their glory.
Excellent, thought--provoking write; well done! Thanks for sharing your expanding talents with us here at the Den; your writings have really taken off! Well done, Poet (and twin sister)!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
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Outstanding poem.
Peter Paton
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Reindeer
love it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
wish i wrote it!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lololol
Superb poetry! Brava!
Thanks
your brother and friend, abdinoor
Here they are in all their glory.
Excellent, thought--provoking write; well done! Thanks for sharing your expanding talents with us here at the Den; your writings have really taken off! Well done, Poet (and twin sister)!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Superb write, simply and profoundly superb - thanks for this one, my friend!
Robert