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Mason Jar Flowers
morning
barefoot
linoleum
screeching
reaching
for a bowl
toking
'til crispy
crash
landing
in a rocking chair
to ponder on
...flowers
why not
I dare
who cares
I'm off the grid
cast anew
pots and pans
bullet proof
iron age
mugs and jugs
a leaky roof
cleans the rugs
broken latch
been like that
it'sokay
ai'no thugs
begonias!
I'll whack her a batch
for lunch
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Comments
Candlewitch
Tue, 2012-06-19 11:51
hello brittle light,
very interesting write! like a smack in the head! love the trickle down effect!
always, Cat
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brittle light
Wed, 2012-07-18 01:18
hello Cat
Hope the "like a smack in the head" didn't give you "like a headache"!
thank you for all the times you have commented and critiqued
I appreciate it.
Al
Roscoe Lane
Wed, 2012-07-18 01:31
I love,
I love the title, And the poetry never disappoints. I to like the trickle down effect. Nice poem. Regards Roscoe..
Roscoe Llane,
Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.