DarkPoetry -|- doll on the rag -|- of concrete beaches

of concrete beaches

ten a.m.
sunday morning
church bells in the distance
and a lame duck on the water

little duck
i know just how you feel:

so busy
trying to keep your head above the surface
you don't notice
the beauty
you're drowning in.

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On Friday October 7th, 2005, Bakkhus Unbound (1103) writes:

schön geschrieben

On Wednesday September 7th, 2005, AniDayz (1267) writes:

this speaks in incredible volumes...*you*---this is incredible... just...perfect...and i can only babble...so ill shut up.

On Friday August 19th, 2005, Elegant Kiss (317) writes:

Warum bist du nur nicht bei mir? Ich vermisse dich, schätzchen:(... Liebst du mich?.. Ich liebe dich.

On Wednesday August 17th, 2005, Railway_Butterfly (464) writes:

I absolutly adore writing like this.. little.. heart scribbles, if you like. I just thikn that they're grand.. i'm sorry I don't have something better to say but honestly, I love this :)

On Monday August 15th, 2005, Anth (1611) writes:

utterly wonderful, delicate elegant and refined

On Monday August 15th, 2005, doll on the rag (222) writes:

thank you dearly, anth... nothing beats early-morning scribbles, i don't think.

On Monday August 15th, 2005, Anth (1611) writes:

less a scribble though, more a classic framed in a timeless instant,unnoticed by a million faces but for one poet to whom there is something fascinating to be discovered in everything

On Monday August 15th, 2005, Anth (1611) writes:

living in this part of england i have to use my imagination, i wish i was surrounded by inspiring scenery, you and such go hand in hand

On Monday August 15th, 2005, doll on the rag (222) writes:

aww.. =) which part of england are you in? tubingen is lovely, but i find it funny i'm so enamored with the river-- i've lived twenty minutes from one all my life, and never spend as much time there.

On Monday August 15th, 2005, Anth (1611) writes:

i live in a bleak disparate graffitied wasteland (preston) im never twenty minutes away from a fight

On Monday August 15th, 2005, doll on the rag (222) writes:

oh dear... well, i will think of you by the river then. speaking of which-- it's time to go feed the duckies. i remembered to save bread at dinner. =)

On Monday August 15th, 2005, purr_verse (1435) writes:

oh, holy crap. sometimes all my comments just get sucked into a void of a kind of internal stunned "perfect". Brilliant. *faveclicks*

On Monday August 15th, 2005, doll on the rag (222) writes:

=) the hostel sits right on the neckar river, so every morning i take my tea out to the concrete barrier and watch the ducks. (and sometimes swans!)

On Monday August 15th, 2005, Anth (1611) writes:

ducks like marshmellows too u know

On Monday August 15th, 2005, doll on the rag (222) writes:

we don't get those for dinner though. =/

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