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    dots Submission Name: Earlydots
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    Author: expiring_touch
    ASL Info:    30/f/Hamburg
    Elite Ratio:    3.95 - 139/254/170
    Words: 59
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
    Total Views: 1063
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    Description:
       the second of the trilogy , I think,


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    dotsEarlydots
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    My hair is tangled with the mountain smell,
    Skiesí breath, upon my face
    Retires, is caught with dizzy fingers,
    Composed.

    What thoughts, like rivers, run,
    Until erased, in countless pirouettes
    Through silent stratospheres?

    The question posed is pointedly unanswered,
    Established schemes are triply shaded -
    First by the leaf, then window, and my own
    Soporific hand.




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      I see early in my own life only if I
    have stayed up all night to do it.
    This happens if I spend a night fishing.
    Spend all night online writing.
    My job forces me to do it.
    I get lost while running naked through
    the swamp.

    I am quite familiar with late afternoon.
    None of this helps me empathize with
    early as it relates to this poem.

    However your words and imagery let me
    imagine that I am there with you.

    Retires, is caught with dizzy fingers
    composed? This sounds like a death
    allegory. Maybe lack of sleep has me
    delusional but this entire poem reads like
    an allegory of life.

    Time to move on I have more of your
    candy to devour.
    | Posted on 2011-01-01 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ]


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