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Submitted by theladyblue on 26 November 2007 - 6:52am.| Updated 18 October 2008 - 12:59am.
Style / Type:
freeform
Like the unremarkable bomb
My terms are veiled as a kitten
Waiting for the bait to be bitten
Bitten and Oh! The bang and rumble
Now they are stuck; my semi-rhymes
Written through the led and muck
To the roof of your mouth they stick
But hey it’s kosher to be amazed;
To imagine the musing of a hick
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
just playin with words...enjoy!!! <3 Emarie
(3 votes)
A hick? I think not - this
A hick? I think not - this little piece is succinct and engaging.
Mike
why thank ya!!!
haha this was a fun piece for me. i am just playing with words lately and hoping something comes out of it. thanks so much for your time and opinion!!!
<3 Emarie
Running into a candy shop blindfolded with
10 minutes to grab what you can and you got the good stuff the flavors that go great together like friends and campfires go together like Mork and Mindy go together humble stumble Hill billy witish.
Pass the word book you use to the right I want to get high on your highlights.
Lady Blue I will to you be tuned.
In ink,
Dabbler
a wink and a chuckle
as i thank you for your kind words friend haha
btw here ya go—-> []
;P
<3 Emarie
lol
Most entertaining. Will definitely have to visit more of your work. Your icon is killer, btw. (no pun intended)
~Jess K.
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-“They gave you life, and in return you gave ‘em hell. As cold as ice, I hope we live to tell the tale…” - Tears For Fears
full on pun excepted lol
thanks, i had fun with this one! as you can imagine many ‘people’ tend to discredit me due, not only to my location but as it happens my lack of formal education and training. this was just a little present for them lol
haha suckaaaaaas………. lol
ne way lol please do read more of my work, I would be honored to have you opinion!
“For every shadow, no matter it’s depth, is threatened by the morning’s light…”
<3 Emarie
Your styles vary from poem to poem
and I never know what I’m going to get.
Refreshing and never disappointing.
Tom