Tuesday, June 21, 2011

for One Shot: that Feel


rip it from its silken seams
hang it on a wire
twist it by its buttonholes
singe it in the fire

close your one black-lidded eye
swear on all that’s real
no matter what you do to it
you’ll never lose that feel
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4 comments:

  1. Claudia1:44 PM

    cool..is this how the painting felt to you...i can more relate than you think...very nice

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  2. ayala2:08 PM

    Cool words to a cool painting.

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  3. dustus8:56 PM

    Awesome. First stanza hooks me with its rapid cadence and images. Great poem.

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  4. Cheryl and Janet Snell1:47 PM

    Thanks, poets! This is the first poem I've ever written with end rhyme, believe it or not.

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