Sunday, January 16, 2011

160, one shoot..and poetry Potluck

Come
Be with me
For an eternity...

Let us not be
Murdered
By reality...

whisper
- tenderly - into my soul
your entry...

Come smile - open your eyes
As you slay
Me gently...


copyright*budhaaah*
For one shoot, 160 and poetry Potluck

11 comments:

  1. slay me gently...intriguing that you go from not letting life murder you to willingly being slayed...

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  2. No one slays, even metaphorically, with their eyes closed. Slaying someone always is with intent Darlin' never by accident.

    j you do have great talent at provoking a "from the gut" response or feeling with your short line free verse and I love it.

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  3. You got the guts to be slayed...Nice attempt at 160..
    Join us to be a part of it!!!
    http://umaspoembook.blogspot.com/2011/01/experimenting-with-poetry-forms_16.html

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  4. Let us not be
    Murdered
    By reality...

    killing line, how divine.
    love your 160.
    A++

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  5. wow! wow! feels good to read this! thank you for sharing.. here's my potluck.. http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/06/19/my-whole-world/

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  6. Have to agree with Jingle on the winning line!

    Very good :)

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  7. "Killing me softy with his song..."

    A nice grouping!

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  8. Amazing...the last two stanzas are brilliant... :)

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  9. Generally people slay with an open eyes. We know everything but still we do what causes pain.

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    I like rhythm and musical tone of this verse.

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