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The tender side. (Free verse) by darby pyn
When I channel you deliver me possession and let me be
flattery for my plagiarism. I steal the sides to give texture to an
empty well. your arms give a beautiful aesthetic to hollow spaces.
in between the shadows of my thoughts where too many questions
are gray without recollection you stay firm. my ornament of desire.
you could never be a ghost in my home.
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Arithmetic Mean: 2.0
Weighted score: 4.642391
Overall Rank: 12369
Posted: June 18, 2005 8:51 AM PDT; Last modified: June 18, 2005 8:51 AM PDT
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I know my writing seems vague and without foundation
but the subject of love is so overused with the same
old cliché in most poems on about it I tend to
be more abstract and less generic with my metaphors.
each person has their own interpretation and thatâs
fine. I understand what I write. if others donât
thatâs OK. I hope their are scenes, verses that catch your
eye but dissecting it to pieces for everyoneâs approval
and making it more tangible for mass opinion is bullshit.
I like your writing and appreciate all critcism.
constructive or not. I can take it. : )
I liked " unclean" allot.
The line â let me be flattery for my plagiarismâ comes from the
phrase â Imitation is the sincerest form of flatteryâ.
what I mean is I take all the beauty the person I admire has
and when I feel bad I think of her and I feel better.
thank you for your suggestions.
darby.