| Quatros (4 Word Poems) |
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four words |
wall breaks apart ... |
otherworldly wind | |
incense |
but |
hope | |
in your voice |
jittery neurons |
handcuffs | |
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owls |
when verse |
molecules bump | |
little alphabet |
footprints
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twilight | |
10,000 Moons |
mermaids approach |
10,000 doors | |
quick winged |
new day |
dancing with |
| THE ENDING Martial Epigram, book 4 #89 (version by th) |
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Whoa, that's enough, little book that's plenty We've come to the colophon now, well nearly. And you say continue, more poems you're finding? And you won't be held back even by a stiff binding? But the readers complain they're feeling queasy. Even my typewriter has become uneasy. Whoa, that's enough, little book that's plenty. Whoa, that's enough, we've come to the ending. |