dedalus Posted January 9, 2010 Posted January 9, 2010 O ... beatific bevies with bouncing bosoms, capricious cauldrons of caustic cattiness, nervy, nebulous, naughty Nereidae; O ... vulgar vessels of vapid vacuity, pulsating pixies with pouting pulchritude, sources of solace and sweet serenity; pure pliant pillars in pale pastels, seneschals of sisterly silences: emphatic, energetic, evasive, empathetic (eventual) embracers of embryos. Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim
Tinker Posted January 10, 2010 Posted January 10, 2010 O...Brennan, A bountiful bevy of bull but, badinage at its best. ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com
dedalus Posted January 10, 2010 Author Posted January 10, 2010 Bless you, Tink ... I was expecting to get keelhauled! Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim
goldenlangur Posted January 10, 2010 Posted January 10, 2010 Hi dedalus, Caustically witty and ironic too ;) : pulsating pixies with pouting pulchritude,sources of solace and sweet serenity; pure pliant pillars in pale pastels, Thank you. Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying.
tonyv Posted January 10, 2010 Posted January 10, 2010 I feel like I'm in a local meat market! Lasciviously alliterative and lyrical, the poem is well executed and delivered, Brendan. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic
Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted July 13, 2010 Posted July 13, 2010 I agree tony. Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe
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