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one of your best posts
I must admit I’m quite confused by pedro’s new style of literation.
why did you delete it
Alright you faggots this is the poem:
Opening sanctuaries
The earth gapes
Hovering above the running waters
Vast, like the ocean
Even as it may as drip
off the single blade
a drop of dew
In the early gleam of sun
between the glades of firn-omen’t
scent through.
Forgive me for this, but heck it is my thread and I will play the part of editor.
You’re forgiven.
Even if your affections otherwise , elsewhere marched to a different tune
To me, at least, consistency is sacred.
Not that I may also not be wrong.
Amen, brother.
Opening sanctuaries
The earth gapes
Hovering above the running waters
Vast, like the ocean
this makes me think of vaginas
I would go so far as to say that is the entire goal of poetry.
I would go so far as to say that is the entire goal of poetry.
The dewey drip by drip analogy may be a more actual reminder of the reality principle.
The slow flowing of the Don, a harsh reminder.
Take it in any context if You wish.
I bet you kill the ladies with that.
Hook, line and sinker
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