Chatterton's Redress

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We walk along magenta paths-
cool seeps into waning light,
bunches peer, ripe for the pick:
funny how they're sour to the lip;
beyond the copse in another's
field, silken amber honey flows.

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— crypticbard, Jun 13, 2008

About This Poem

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Region, Country: West Moreton, AUS

Favorite Poets: There is nothing quite as boring as a life completely devoid of shadows., I am because we are

Critiques

Janice Pearce

17 years 12 months ago

crypticbard

You grabed me with the word magenta, my very favorite color as a child beautiful words beautifully written~

DarkinAZ

17 years 12 months ago

Short and sweet

I really like the bit 'bout "{silken amber honey flows" I dig it, Mark

frangipangi

17 years 11 months ago

more please

crpticbard, more of this lovely madness/genius please. Why tease so? Thank you. more,more, more! Another stanza in the least. Hmm? Yours, Frangipangi "Nature does nothing uselessly". Aristotle

whitetea

17 years 9 months ago

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I love the surreal quality of this, good write.