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Bite the Bullet

Mr Incisor, make the mouth proud.

Neither your censure nor your parade can be sketched.

You harass the air

and the common ground is constipated.

Open up wide and let’s inspect the silver,

would you mind if I just dipped in my pen

and twirl around the salad, a little dizzy?

Maybe I could underline a few ammunitions,

and make a poem out of you,

hold it up to my head and

bang.

 

 

Bullet

◄ Where The Paper Falls.

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Andy N

Mon 20th Sep 2010 08:24

people here have already said what i feel (isobel) really, but it's a piece that needs more than a few reads Marianne to me and i love challenges! x

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Isobel

Thu 16th Sep 2010 23:04

Yep - I'm sticking with my interpretation thank you very much. And Ray - I wouldn't say that your Heavy Make-Up poem was the easiest to follow LOL xx

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Ray Miller

Thu 16th Sep 2010 22:59

"A few comments i get on here seem to be of the vein that sometimes my poetry is not that easy to follow, and i could go arund the houses abit". Run that by me again.

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Marianne Louise Daniels

Thu 16th Sep 2010 22:53

and I violently hate going to the dentist!!!

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Marianne Louise Daniels

Thu 16th Sep 2010 22:52

hee hee, I guess I am kind of taking the mickey out of myself. A few comments i get on here seem to be of the vein that sometimes my poetry is not that easy to follow, and i could go arund the houses abit. Bite the bullet so to speak is get to the point, so it is the tooth that packs the gun but the bullet has become hard to find, hence the little silver fillings. The salad referencing word salads, tossed in the air in every direction and quite hard to put them together without a good dressing (does this make sense, i am very tired...ha! i infuriate myself sometimes...) but yeah, i am also like the idea of challenging violence with my poetry.

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Isobel

Thu 16th Sep 2010 22:31

Your poetry is never an easy read Marianne - but you give us plenty of fodder to chew over.
I'm guessing that Mr Incisor is the aggressive one - the tooth that might just pack a gun - a gun filled with lead rather than filling. The salad is a little herbacious for the carniverous blood thirsty canine so you are challenging violence with your poetry? If I'm anywhere near warm, I love the thought process.

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Ray Miller

Thu 16th Sep 2010 19:27

You're a dental nurse, right? I like the invention, though miss the meaning. proud/ parade is very good and I loved the ending. I imagined a gun from which a flag drooped.

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