We have our silence on coat hangers
in the air; you bow with pride
even in thunderstorms
and try to stall those motor eyes.
Your fingertips are teaching me
to understand the sound of static in my hair
and the bruises on my knuckles.
Our coco butter casing is not strong enough
to keep it all inside, it hassles you
in full force. I try to think
outside the bone to softer times,
when we learnt about illnesses
from text books. But I have come to realise
we are not all amazing stories
waiting to be told,
we are more like amazing lives
ready to be lived.
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outside the bone to softer times,"
I really found that part interesting.
Well written poem overall.
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Poetry is truly boundless. It is my passion, I am the canvas.
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my poetry, lemon
both bitter and tart
you decide the taste of my art
©iampoetry
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~miss tiger
Kiss my hand and tell me
I'll always be wrong.
Do it with a
smile.
ready to be lived.
thanks.
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-Elly- was Here.
"We have our silence on coat hangers
in the air;
Your fingertips are teaching me
to understand the sound of static in my hair
I try to think
outside the bone to softer times"
and a good ending too. I love readin your stuff.
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waiting to be told,
we are more like amazing lives
ready to be lived.
You taught me something today.
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They're just more words, they're
just more words
That I can't wait to unlearn
[Something For Kate]
"amazing lives
ready to be lived."
I love that
Cocoa butter is great
sorry i dont have advanced critique for ya.
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"Are you relieved to find out that you're not a golem?"
"I am relieved to find out that i am not a golem"
-stranger than ficiton-
Orange croutons zoom zoom butterscotch
-ratchet and clank-
in the air" my first thought is "what the hell does that mean?" I do love your last thought though; it's one of those nice repeatable things and I can tell by the comments you've already received that you're touching people with it, and touching people is the best part of being a writer, I think. My favorite, anyway.
Still your biggest fan
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Ka, like a wind.
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