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Higgedly-piggedly thoughts
come tumbling out,
entwined in untidy embraces.
A closet door that jams
to let frayed memories
peep out
and splintered buttons of words
half-stuck in holes
of expressions, that won't come off.
A mess that begs
embodiments of
freshly laundered phrases.
come tumbling out,
entwined in untidy embraces.
A closet door that jams
to let frayed memories
peep out
and splintered buttons of words
half-stuck in holes
of expressions, that won't come off.
A mess that begs
embodiments of
freshly laundered phrases.
posted by thoughtraker at 10:48 AM
8 Comments:
A mess that begs
embodiments of
freshly laundered phrases....
Thats substance. loved it.
Very nice, ano.. I think first poem I understood completely in years.. btw, reminded me of this sentence floating around in humor archives on the net.. "His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free" :)
thanks yosso, karen, and void!
lol@Cling Free - but very nice!!
Stunning!
Your thoughts might be like the laundry clothes, but your poetry presses and folds them evenly ;-)
I never saw such lovely post-modern poetry.
this poem stayed with me all night....i reread it now think the start higgedly piggedly is tooo symmetric for randomness, save that its superb! write write write
laundry is overrated...:-))
wow! nice imagination,ano...and it makes for a nice irony that you should be so articulate about expressing your inarticulacy :))...
gosh! thanks guyz!
u make me feel a complete sham, considering i spent less than 10 mins rustling this thing up...
mindsurfer - u are way too kind! u ought to read yosso's stuff (ubermensch) - he's a wiz at this..
yosso - u remind me of the line from "as good as it gets" - ur comments make me want to be a better writer! :-))
buck - u want me to believe u can't resist the lure of fresh laundry??
cec - u do have an eye for irony, don't u?! u had an "ironical" comment on another blog of mine [the inspiration stuff] quite some time back!
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