Wandering expositions

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Poetry has many inspections
each line remains re-touched;
we frown at fingered collections
of nouns and other stuff.
There are troublesome inflections,
and bleeding, wrung-out verbs-
the wandering expositions
of rhymes the metre serves.
There are stand alone conjunctions
in hope that it amazes
where
in solitude it functions
in contrived schematic phrases.
 
 words  TH Carroll

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stella jones

Sun 22nd Jan 2012 22:32


I like this :)

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Tommy Carroll

Tue 10th Jan 2012 22:23

Thank you Laura, MC, Philip. :o)

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M.C. Newberry

Tue 10th Jan 2012 15:24

I can well imagine the pleasure in setting out this enjoyable exercise about writing poetry
- or anything else for that matter. Neat.

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Laura Taylor

Tue 10th Jan 2012 14:47

Ooo I do like this Tommy - chockful of great ideas. Think it was someone on here who mentioned Hemingway's The Artist's Reward...something I bloody well identify with sometimes, grrr!!!

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