by ElmerGlew
This poem has been selected for listing in Wednesday's New Poems Review.<br>
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many times I have sat on shore and watched the waves roll in, one after the other. I wished for treasure and was never disappointed, whether that treasure manifested itself as seaweed or shells, shattered by forces of nature...
your poetry is like that, every one unique, every one a story in itself.
I loved his one, and in my opinion, it tops the pile, albeit, a short stack today, it gets the first and sweetest, dollop of syrup, not just the residue that manages to drip down the sides and slip, almost unseen, into the creases.
good work, M. Glew
That is a phenomenally hot piece. If the goal was to arouse, in an intelligent way, you have succeeded. Hot and beautiful.