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Don't Touch Me! (Free verse) by elderking suprised he would chastise:
her once eager hands flutter nervously,
slow to settle into bewildered rest;
compliant fingers startled still,
curl as cowards into pensive palms.
meek hands seek deeper pockets
and are never seen again.
Up the ladder:
for John
Down the ladder:
Equality
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Posted: December 27, 2005 2:35 PM PST; Last modified: December 27, 2005 2:35 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.0397344 Overall Rank: 7069 Comments:
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Niphredil @ 192.114.44.176
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30-Dec-05/3:15 AM
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Interesting, I liked the poem. I also enjoyed the occasional alliteration :-)
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