She,

held her self still.

And I

recalling her face yet

that with my mouth

I forced the enquiry,

and argued the pressing

to her lips

Like those wants

of wishes sated

we had with marbled hurt

turned one back

against the other,

that was forever

like the past

both of us

going nowhere,

always

◄ Persephone

Expressive Allowence ►

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Tommy Carroll

Wed 9th Jan 2019 11:42

Thank you Cynthia, high praise indeed. Tommy



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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Mon 31st Dec 2018 19:54

Always - so much passion and pain in a few magnificent lines. I salute your power to 'communicate'. And no title - 'Make up your own, if you have to have one,' says Tommy.

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Tommy Carroll

Mon 31st Dec 2018 12:24

Ta Kate, happy chappy Jingle snappy.

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Kate G

Sun 30th Dec 2018 12:35

Wonderful Tommy. I like the idea of marbled hurt.. great lines. Happy New Year.

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