Crazily Combined
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen — Read all 1,670 poems by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Friday, July 14, 2006
Ticklish,
She giggles crazily,
In her mind,
inviting attrition
To surface blind.
Crazily,
She’s tickled, giggling,
In her mind,
Inviting contrition,
Abyss’s guide.
Giggling,
She crazily tickles
Her wracked mind,
Inviting volition;
Combined Mankind.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 7/13/06
Well done!!
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Your mind does walk a different path than most, and I enjoy it.
The juxtaposition of the wearing away of a surface, to those genuine feelings of guilt and remorse, to that act of choosing or exercising the will, is as enigmatic a journey as I've ever read in any poetic construct.
Never rest your thought infused quill Poet . . .
Kudos!
Richard
Good write, Erin!
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)