wolf moon tide
Submitted by fraturday23 on Sat, 01/30/2010 - 1:24pm.
I'm tired of the rides, tides sweeping in, welling up.. dark waves rifting up to shore, only to be pulled back again...
sun dragging last beads of sweat dry. returning back at last, into the vastness. sparkling moon. winter sky...
nice
I like the way the rhythm of sound mimics the poem's metaphoric content. all in all, it's very beautiful.
more, please.
more, please.
welcome back
So I hope people think me submitting again is as good an idea as you thought the other night. I like the poem, especially the new structure style! Still keeping it sexy, too. I agree with Paul, MORE! MORE! I WANT MORE!
okey!
okey!