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rainday (Free verse) by Bill Z Bub Wringing cloudbells pealing braingray,
we huddle, buttoned, beneath bloombrellas,
ruddy handles slick and slippering,
grinning through this grainy rainday.
galoshed legs galloping muddy puddles,
bulletdrops battering scrunched tissue lilies,
gasping nightcrawlies subtly crushed,
survivalling on
'til scraped by morning's brush.
Up the ladder:
Zealots on Ziggurots in Zion
Down the ladder:
Summer Festival
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Arithmetic Mean: 7.5
Posted: July 15, 2003 4:33 PM PDT; Last modified: July 16, 2003 8:32 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.6723537 Overall Rank: 2020 Comments:
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<{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.113.154
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15-Jul-03/7:10 PM
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A dandy.
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Bill Z Bub @ 24.112.182.9
> <{Baba^Yaga}>
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16-Jul-03/11:10 AM
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Thankye olde crone!
I liked this poem, cept "survivalling".. its just strange.. 9
Stranger than "cloudbells" or "galoshed"? :)
those ones i understand... they make me moan... then survivalling made me go limp right before i came.. so.. it just didnt turn me on.. ;P
i want more bounce in this nonsensey-like rhymer!
(oh, i am such a whiner!) good star, but take it all the way, BZB.
Dammit you are hard to please woman! :\
but, so worth the effort.
Yes, it's the key to the gates of paradise.
galumphingly good.
thank you!
Survivalling on is nice. No, it's right. I'd not edit this anymore as it seems to be sensibly nonsensicle. 9
I quite like all the daft words you use. It could almost be a nonsense poem or a surreal poem. Bloombrellas is my favourite
Thanks richa. Bloombrellas is my favorite too.
More fun than humans should be allowed to have. Miss you guys and gals like the dickens. Who invented that line anyway? Big numbers!
Yes, big numbers.
So where the hell are you now? 333 view(s)
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