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Click hereFairie kin, mumbled understandings
sometimes those whose ways are not clear
Are they ones who satisfy?
Perhaps not
and Ones may take what they Will ,
the croaking bull frog with one good eye,
Sometimes skips and mostly plops
Pulsating throats and dissolving mewls,
They skitter
like stones skipping the glassy lake.
She comes in swampy drifts
then glows with eructating fevers
whose Hand is the one beating?
I always wanted to tie up
and make stretched
Drawn and quartered,
riven and spitted
some cooking helps
High heat
sautéed slivers
and then He partakes and
settles
as always Razz, though I tend to agree with YDD that the lyricism of the first stanzas is somewhat diminished by the last--though the last two lines pull it all together nicely IMHO. :)
this is very lyrical...and refreshing...enjoyed reading...o)) bluerains
Hidden kingdoms.
cat-o nine tails and green algae
I can see/smell this very clearly
I always thought Fae lived around the pond I grew up near also.
very lyrical
Thank you
I like your word choices in this piece,
but I don't follow the connection from the first two stanzas to the last.
I simply like it. I'm not sure what else to say about it at the moment (I always have that problem when it comes to your poetry) :) I just know that it's a very good poem and I enjoyed reading it.