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    dots Submission Name: At The Edge of Eyedots
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    Author: DaleP
    ASL Info:    57/M/TX
    Elite Ratio:    6.21 - 629/553/330
    Words: 140
    Class/Type: Poetry/
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    dotsAt The Edge of Eyedots
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    I would have thought her eyes chips of ice
    were they naught so green a hue.
    Instead I am sure a snow clad Spruce will suffice,
    for their color must include some form of ice.

    But could a Spruce survive the cruel ravage of those
    winter eyes? Those eyes that never melt into tears.
    Whose black depths remind me of vultures on the wing.
    If through a looking glass I espy and I spy then through
    her eyes the nocturne arcanum of a punished soul.

    Would I deem her lost a child of pandemonium or
    might I see a lullaby in a raven flocked sky.
    Does hope yet flutter in distant dismal night?
    No, not for I. Her carriage awaits and I the footman
    exist only in anguish for having dared to delve her eyes.




    Submitted on 2011-02-06 03:18:01     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Quite the poet, quite the poet, one more time and you will know it.

    Rich stuff here. Aye, the eyes are the mirrors...
    | Posted on 2011-02-07 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]
      Ah yes the giraffeness gizzard in gigolo gimmick he said as he affectionately stroked his guitar . Each one the culmination of their ancestry . So much to love , so much unrequited vengeance . I find myself sticking my neck out of on the wing all the time . Such love spells doom on mankind's history , and yet it's so hard to probity deny .

    Bruce
    | Posted on 2011-02-06 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]


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