dedalus Posted September 29, 2012 Share Posted September 29, 2012 Love runs along the happy land like a thick salami, a tsunami of emotion, the very notion slips and slides into the sand: you reconcile, and all the while you realise, with shock of surprise, that a splash of blood in earthly mud is all that’s needed. If unheeded it doesn’t matter. The patter of little feet men often greet with sheer indifference. Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted September 30, 2012 Share Posted September 30, 2012 Love the sonics....this sounds good without even thinking about the words. LOL the image of love running along the land like a thick salami is almost obscene but it made me smile. paeanic ode (the celebration of a life).... Another entertaining piece Brendan. Thanks.... ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dedalus Posted September 30, 2012 Author Share Posted September 30, 2012 Hmmm ... I try not to get too carried away! I'm playing around with sounds these days, as you have no doubt noticed, and I'm tremendously pleased you liked it. The salami was a bit naughty, I know, but the Brits will be clueless: it's not part of their slang. Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted October 2, 2012 Share Posted October 2, 2012 There's a humour in much of your work-- and recent postings such as this-- hold interesting examples of composition to be noted, particularly the 'sounds'. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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