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haiku 'Fauteiulle'

My thighs rise like wings.

I am an armchair:

you

a hand reaching for coins.

◄ Winter Morning

On a Field Azure ►

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shoeless

Mon 30th Mar 2009 08:34

i like this , it leaves me a little open mouthed when i make the image in my mind :)

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Moira

Sun 29th Mar 2009 16:25

My God Freda...bring it on. A night in front of Corrie will never seem quite the same again.
I blush at the very thought of rummaging for that 'loose' change. What have you done?!!
:)

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Sat 28th Mar 2009 09:44

Hi Freda,
very good. ha ha.
I reckon it must have been a woman who invented slanted pockets in mens trousers.
She deserves a medal.
Janet.x

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winston plowes

Sat 28th Mar 2009 00:30

Freda - I remember well your performance of this at the Hebden WOL night. It was absolutely the highlight of the night. A gift to us all this little gem of a poem. Brilliant stuff. Winston x

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Gus Jonsson

Sat 28th Mar 2009 00:13

The Banks have a lot to answer for....

Brilliant as ever!
Well done Freda
Gus

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Anthony Emmerson

Fri 27th Mar 2009 13:51

Hi Freda,
I'm not sure what it says about my armchairs, but I usually end up with no more than a handful of fluff! Irreverent and bawdy - that's the stuff! May I suggest you drop in here?:

http://www.writeoutloud.net/public/newsgroupview.php?NewsThreadsID=764&NewsGroupsID=3

Regards,
A.E. :-)

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