Never been in city Noir, kind of lured to see your place - no detail should be ignored: whether shaking hands or a gaze... not a lot of words or actions, only thoughts intend to turn into feelings and emotions to attract excitement's thorn... clinging at the edge of essence, walking between scenes of crime, playing a hapless grifter presence, you detect the private eye... like a policeman, plain clothes, found the evidence - a card! a gift of poem's enclosed - witty, excellent and smart. | |||
Sunday, December 30, 2012
The evidence's found!
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Wonderful images and words. Very interesting blog. Happy New Year.
ReplyDeleteThank you Nora for the compliment, very encouraging...Love your art as well! Thanks for joining my blog! Happy New Year to you and yours!
ReplyDeleteGreat imagery, especially the last verse, happy new year.
ReplyDeleteAlways appreciate your input, Pat!
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What a beautiful poem. Happy New Year :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! Exellent New Year for you as well!
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