Monday, November 22, 2010

Poetry 11-22-10

Cripple hands cuddle 
warm ashes & 
dewy lillies 
'neath brittle bridges.

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Starkly caressing 
Childhood brands & burns 
Yielding to age. 


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  1. Poetry of the DayNovember 22, 2010 at 11:55 AM

    haiku?

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  2. KirstenNovember 22, 2010 at 12:02 PM

    I suppose it could be, but I didn't even notice the cadence was like a haiku. Thanks for reading and noticing!

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