Saturday, July 18, 2015

Bathed...

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The statue lolled…
wrathful fingers
ashamed not
to prance through
shattering
hearts…

I park
my thoughts
deep in the shady
alley,
drifting with
seagulls
on the edge
of tide,
dialing
ghosts
“why, why…
best of,
best of,
best of…”

W #15
Read more at:  Sunday's Whirligig #15
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  1. XJuly 18, 2015 at 5:14 PM

    So when you dialed did any ghosts answer? Ha.
    The opening image of the statue (which should be fixed) lolling is intriguing and sets this almost in another realm, where the shadows play.

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  2. Pat HattJuly 18, 2015 at 5:25 PM

    Always best of this and that, seems people did to moniker things, or maybe ghosts do

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  3. Anthony DuceJuly 19, 2015 at 11:38 AM

    Enjoyed. Like the mood.

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  4. BlogorattiJuly 19, 2015 at 2:14 PM

    Those first lines, fascinating and vivid as it introduces the rest of this great piece.

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