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- [ Bones will turn into themselves ] at allpoetry
Bones will turn into themselves / for how much they hold / they curl under the weight / and Resist no more, / readily available to contort and succumb / into china doll shoes. / It is a much simple - friday at allpoetry
He cuts me from the night of the sky,
eyes open once more, - Departure (Title in progress) at storywrite
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on Books by Zora Bernice May Cross, on October 4, 2005I don't think Zora meant to say she loved books, though she must have, I think she wanted to be written of. Buried in books, but figuratively. She wanted to have her story accounted for. In the last few lines she says
"Oh, bury me in books, and I’ll not mind
The cold, slow worms that coil around my head;
Since my lone soul may turn the page and find
The lines you wrote to me, when I am dead."
Meaning, I wouldn't mind it if you remembered me once in awhile, after all who wants to be forgotten? I think her writing sort of immortalized her. I could be completely off point but I honestly believe she was thinking to say more than her love of lit. -
on I Love Sensual Women by Daniil Ivanovich Kharms, on August 5, 2005It wasnt exactly breathtakingly amazing, and yea it was a bit vulgar, but better an old dead guy said it than another 13 y/o don't ya think? ^_^ creepy
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on The Cremation of Sam McGee by Robert W Service, on August 1, 2005I read this poem last year in school, and I've read about nine times since it's really entertaining in a way, and gruesome all at once.
His use of internal rhyme and alliteration is something that I admire and envy, when I began writing 'poetry' I often rhymed but it was sometimes forced and I've given it up since.
Edited on Aug 01, 10:42 p.m. because ''.

Poetic to someone, crap to another
I love Sexton and Plath too, I think it's interesting, I never knew she wrote about her friend's death... but it makes me wonder why, if she met someone like her, it wasn't enough to pull through.