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Return from Dubious Mission (Free verse) by Dovina Wipers clack, midnight past
down to forty now
Rain collides in gobs
Remnants ripped from trees and hopes
dash before sad eyes
Easier the scream and sway
hydroplaningâs threat
than silent words
stabbing in my ears
Up the ladder:
II
Down the ladder:
thaw
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Posted: December 8, 2007 7:13 PM PST; Last modified: December 8, 2007 7:13 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.119203 Overall Rank: 5907 Comments:
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-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 79.65.246.152
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9-Dec-07/5:49 AM
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Garbled nonsense. Throw it in the bin.
This is SHIT!
I like what you've done here Dovina. The only thing that seems off is the word "gobs." Everything else works fine.
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