february grey
i remember chillies
in a sieve
posted by mattm at 20:08
Saturday, February 11, 2006
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7 Comments:
I really like this one. Your work never disappoints.
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strangely, i think i like your poem better with the first and third lines flipped. nice photo, btw.
here's a poetry experiment you, or your fans, might get a kick out of.
http://bigpoem.blogspot.com/
warm thoughts
funny... a few days ago i wrote the following:
february cold
a red chilly
burns my mouth
Hot stuff! David, hot!
This is a real "winter warmer" enhanced by the vibrant colours.
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