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  • Sister Greed
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    Hi Tony! Thank you for your kind analysis!

  • Tony Grannell
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    Hello Sister Greed, Cometh the muse, the bitch, 'twisting and turning' the mind till cometh the verse. Compact, fenced with rhyme yet free in its imagination. An excellent poem. Short, sharp and shaved to perfection. Well composed, indeed. Fond regards, Tony.

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  • divot
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    Somebody started the weed wackier again, I hope they miss the daisies. They just came up.

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  • Sister Greed
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    I love oranges. Truly the miracle fruit. Orange essential oil and fresh squeezed oj can cure just about anything!

  • amenOra
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    Playful with images, so as to suggest a little more. Poetry. Thank you for sharing it. 'Chew the rind' -- interesting line.

    Oranges have medicinal effects, the rinds. Can bring up sickness to the surface...
    So i've found.

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  • Sister Greed
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    Thanks RhymeBoy!

  • Rhymeboy
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    Good one Sister Greed!

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  • Sister Greed
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    Thanks Parkinsonspoet!

  • Parkinsonspoet
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    Fresh and juicy sister with an easy flow

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  • Sister Greed
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    Thanks Grant. Just keep writing, just keep writing...That’s my mantra right now.

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  • grant hayes
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    The -ind rhyme binds it just fine, Sister Greed. Your sparse lines toll resonantly.

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  • Sister Greed
    started a topic I am the bitch

    I am the bitch

    I am the bitch

    You can get behind

    I move the pen

    For the Mastermind




    Fresh and juicy

    Chew the rind

    Voices in my head

    That I’ll never find




    On and off

    Like venetian blinds

    A word grind

    Black velvet lined




    Lyrics in kind

    With flowers of tines

    Twisted and turning

    For you to unwind




    They come down

    Already signed




    Sister Greed.








    Last edited by Sister Greed; 12-07-2017, 04:39 PM.
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