i have silver slot mouthed grin. open bank. let me in. tonight, you win. i close eyes, silver fish. we make effigies. we 'wish'. i silver the sliver ache. i make it good. i should. i love monsters, silver teeth. beautiful eyes. things beneath. i tell silver stories. i make em good. you could too. ( if only you would )
poem maggie may ethridge
Beautiful and etherial
hehe. delighted with your words.
i love youuuuuu
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lovely
You do make em good. You do.
Love it :)
that we all wold make silver stories.
your prose makes me wish to know you and the fellow traveler to whom you write.
you are quite the wordsmith, maggie may.
I liked it, Maggie. Good stuff.
Love,
SB
I love this :)
intriguing
Sweet. just silvery.
sounds like it could be a travelling minstrel's song.. i love the rhythm..
looove the poem. the photo is so beautiful yet strangely haunting.
Such imagery.
I love your silvery words.
This one stayed in my head .......beautiful
I like this poem. I like things short and punctuated. And I've been thinking of silver all day.
Beautiful. I love the word silver.
Just beautiful.
I rarely like rhyming poetry, because it usually feels forced, meanings that don't fit jammed into words any which way, but this is fun and natural.
Beautiful again Maggie. I love your writing so much. For this you are starring on my blog this week. I hope that's OK with you. I wanted to thank you for all the great poems,stories and for just being a great person Maggie May you rock.
With Great Affection
JBxo
i love the sensuality of this fist full of words, a tight knot of beautiful images.
Wonderful, I must bookmark your blog, it`s so much so interesting to read and look at here. Thanks for your beautiful comment on my blog. It really made my day -this rainy rainy day.
Lovely! :)
i read this yesterday, then got distracted and didn't comment. still thought about it today... loving the imagery here.
this bedtime story is "golden."
love it.
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