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Cold Turkey (Free verse) by johnnyfontaine23 Cold Turkey, Relish......
Bread for the Soul
Stale
Buttered and battered
Red Tomato paste
Oozing
Injected
Satisfaction
A great feed
Up the ladder:
Rinse
Down the ladder:
Hair
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Posted: March 22, 2005 2:24 PM PST; Last modified: March 22, 2005 2:24 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.230521 Overall Rank: 4244 Comments:
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jessicazee @ 64.12.116.135
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22-Mar-05/11:06 PM
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Make this a prose poem and it will rock, after you add a few more lines. Potential.
not sure about the injected line...but i understand where your coming from....mmmm turkey.
not sure about the injected line...but i understand where your coming from....mmmm turkey.
I love it...there's an irony about the title (i would guess this was intentional, and, if so, witty)...
great choice of adjectives....simple poem about a simple pleasure in life and very poetic in description...i personally really like the choice of "injected" to symbolize the act of eating, as though it's not really your choice (and it's not!) to eat, it must be injected into you as a prerequisite to survival...your bread is stale even---but you're grateful for the meal you're eating... again...i love it...9...and a 9 only cuz i rarely give out tens (what is perfection anyway?) great poem - keep it up peace, sean
If poetry is a drug then i'm an addict. (So is water yes?) So Mr Blair, lock me up a throw away the key cause i ain't quitting this cold turkey. Thanks Johnny. Thats a 6.
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