Poetry for me is a way of living, it comes out of nowhere and I have to write it down. How I write, what I write, I decide. I am not asking you to be judgemental. I am gifted with the ability to see beyond the obvious.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
crossroads
when at crossroads stop, pause a while, fix the dilemma. BY ASKING WHAT AILS YOU? dilemma fixed now, stop pausing and cross the roads.
Love the way you did this, it reminds me of: Summers coming and she's twenty eight bags of sugar overweight THE BEACH CAN'T WAIT Every day at the gym, bikini fits now she can swim
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Love the way you did this, it reminds me of:
Summers coming
and she's twenty eight bags
of sugar overweight
THE BEACH CAN'T WAIT
Every day at the gym,
bikini fits now
she can swim
Hi Gautami, a quick fix, perhaps?
Thanks for posting this...
-Andy
lo lI totally love this ;)
lol..
Lovely wordplay there..specially the splitology at the end..
Good one!.
Do try the newer form with the structure reduced to 5 lines..its really more fun..
Thanks to andy again!
Loved it! There's something inferently playful about this form, I think.
a unique one!!
Great advice in here, and another cool form. I admire your discipline in being able to tackle these forms!
Wonderful! I can see where these could get addictive...
I like this... we often face our own cross-roads.
a moments paws
to look both ways
the cat crosses
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WOW, you are mstering the concept here ... I'm sure you are going to write more of these and charm us!!
Kudos ...
Ah a new way of doing it! I might try this too :D
Same words, different meaning - I like that.
good advice. :)
i can tell you're having fun with these. and it shows!
Tami, that was a wonderful dhama buddy kind of poem. well done.
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