the smooth outcast
is whispering
head down
the place of truth whispers
about the truth of place
as it sees it
first
make an account of my syllables
all over the story 's whispering modes
: inference :
a blatant blond unison
unisons me
with force
my story is heavily formatting noises
heresy matter
i am
castaway on a much lower place
for ever practising
emblem noises
11 comments:
Very nice Carmen :-)
Simon
emblem noises...i am such a braggart, simon...lol
thanks :)
it's the transition from poetry to images. Sometimes it feels uncomfortable, other times it works well.
Wow - this is lovely, Carmen, and I'm honored and grateful. Thank you!
;) , sheila...
:) , simon...
thanks
cool.
;)
hi, ruela, i'm sure you refer to the pic...:)
yes, it is cool...the roots are cool...
In warm soil.....
hi, crescent...yes, warm soil...:)
happy new year, simon !!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you Carmen - you have a great New Year :)
oils waxing verbatim, slowly like baying, exacerbator, waning, reform!
are you sure all the above wish items are good, simon ??
thanks, if it is all good, the same to you, too ;)
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