sticks, twigs, bits of string
Safe in a fortress built from the skeletons of my meatless memories
Surrounded by the stories I have accumulated.
Protected by the escarpment of my wise investments.
Invisible to my enemies.
I no longer need shoes.
Surrounded by the stories I have accumulated.
Protected by the escarpment of my wise investments.
Invisible to my enemies.
I no longer need shoes.
posted by Lane Savant at 8:30 AM
10 Comments:
Oh, I love this. Great take on the magpie!
I am crazy about this!
LOVE this line: "the skeletons of my meatless memories" and also the last. Very clever!
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This is a treat...I'm happy to read it again!
good one and thanks for sharing this
Interesting capture in just a few short lines. Well done!
The very image of safety. Nice!
You have found a much nicer way of saying "I'm all right Jack, pull up the rowboat" !
I loved the safety and succinctness to this! Rounded off neatly!
Excellent magpie, but have you tried? And did it hurt?
A terrific poetic read, sir.
Nice to see you back in
the writing mix, a grateful
nod to your Muses.
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