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		Hi, vagabond.
I'm sorry I skipped this poem.
I am losing it, I thought I had already critiqued.
we measured every element                                     
down to your iron core we scanned                          
but who you are is long forgotten                             
secret gardens reaped and rotten.                              
 
deprived you of your mystic name                          
invent a god who´s far away                                     
for to despoil you of your limbs                              
“make earth subject” as bible prints                         
 
but we´re your children,                                           
you´re our ground                                                    
we ache cause we do                                              
share your wounds.
the poem speaks as it is written by a group and that is seriously clever because it attempts to grab the mind of the reader and put it somewhere else. it also attempts to sway the reader to enter into a place that does not exist. very clever. thanks vagabond
	
	
	
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		 (05-14-2017, 10:55 AM)nibbed Wrote:  Hi, vagabond.
I'm sorry I skipped this poem.
I am losing it, I thought I had already critiqued.
we measured every element                                     
down to your iron core we scanned                          
but who you are is long forgotten                             
secret gardens reaped and rotten.                              
 
deprived you of your mystic name                          
invent a god who´s far away                                     
for to despoil you of your limbs                              
“make earth subject” as bible prints                         
 
but we´re your children,                                           
you´re our ground                                                    
we ache cause we do                                              
share your wounds.
the poem speaks as it is written by a group and that is seriously clever because it attempts to grab the mind of the reader and put it somewhere else. it also attempts to sway the reader to enter into a place that does not exist. very clever. thanks vagabond
hi nibbed,
thanks for reading my poem. it was meant to be serious, if it s clever i m not so sure.
	
 
	
	
	
		
	
 
 
	
	
	
		
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		 (05-14-2017, 11:07 AM)vagabond Wrote:   (05-14-2017, 10:55 AM)nibbed Wrote:  Hi, vagabond.
I'm sorry I skipped this poem.
I am losing it, I thought I had already critiqued.
we measured every element                                     
down to your iron core we scanned                          
but who you are is long forgotten                             
secret gardens reaped and rotten.                              
 
deprived you of your mystic name                          
invent a god who´s far away                                     
for to despoil you of your limbs                              
“make earth subject” as bible prints                         
 
but we´re your children,                                           
you´re our ground                                                    
we ache cause we do                                              
share your wounds.
the poem speaks as it is written by a group and that is seriously clever because it attempts to grab the mind of the reader and put it somewhere else. it also attempts to sway the reader to enter into a place that does not exist. very clever. thanks vagabond
hi nibbed,
thanks for reading my poem. it was meant to be serious, if it s clever i m not so sure.
I'm sorry vagabond. I am very selfish sometimes. I drink poems like they are wonderful milkshakes. When I read poems I take them very personal, and I shouldn't, but I do. I am sorry. I know that you put your heart into it about the things that you believe. I wasn't trying to discredit how your heart feels. I used it to help myself, a great big healthy serving. I used up your poem for my own selfishness. There were parts where I wanted to argue, but my mind drifted into some lovely place concerning it. I hope you have a wonderful evening and I hope you keep writing your passion. all the best, janine
	
 
	
	
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