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kenzie — My Hand
Published: 2002-05-01 21:19:47 +0000 UTC; Views: 102; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 7
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just above my veinsskin the color of mint ice-cream
purple nailpolish shines in electric light
a palm thats pink and lined
hollow, spoonlike
watertight
i can tap my fingers
making sharp or silent noises
use my nails or the pad of my hand
to tell you the places i've been
silver ring that hurts my skin
a perfect circle spiral
metal shine, in electric light
minto ice cream colored skin
branching like a tree
on the plateau of my hand
spread the green
oxygen-less blood
you leave the room with echoes of your meaningless
noises ringing in the hall
and my hand feeling your pulse
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Comments: 6
Again, I love how descriptively you write. I like the fact that you can take something so small and create a world for it with the description and details you give it. Another poem I really enjoy
-The Joker
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Go away before I think of something funny to do with you.
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im sorry...but i didnt really get this one that well...it may just be that im tired...how bout you note me and help me out with it...so i can give it some better comments
-tank
-=don't fear to imagine=-
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It seems as if you write with such unabridged passion in your words that it is difficult not to love your poems. They are filled with realism and beauty..natural beauty in the simple things. Wonderful..
Love, Lowra
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oooooh I get it. ok, I had to read the TITLE again. i somehow skipped it and read it over once, not knowing anything that was going on, but otherwise, now that I know what you're describing, i'd say it's VERY interesting. I really like the way you described the noises you can tap and such because I believe so much in communication, lol. The only thing I really don't understand is the pulse. I don't see the relevance except that the footsteps might be n rhythm with the pulse? I dunno, it's a relaly aweosme poem, and I LOVE it, it's just... I dunno, i'm breathless.
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bah...I just wrote a review a few seconds ago and it screwed up. Well, here goes again. What I was saying is that, ya, the poem's a little odd and the images a little difficult to decipher - and I won't even try to figure them out. But really, that doesn't matter all that much because the images themselves are beautiful - it's an exceptional painting with words - and where there's beauty in words there's a good poem. So, ya, the poem's good. I'd like to know a little more about it. But as a whole, well done.
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