"the mystic" (3.5.05)

By Buckwise McDickermeat

cities wisper in intuitive breaths,
as eyes glipse the frozen heart animation. . .

call me quizzical, call me your butter-rum darling.
husks swirl the strain of winter harvests,
hurling forth the sugarcoated averring swain.

you were the mystic didn't you know?
carking love found insalubrious in time.

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Copyright 2005 Buckwise McDickermeat
Published on Monday, April 4, 2005.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • bpathos On Wednesday, September 26, 2007, bpathos (77)By person wrote:

    Wordsmith, not every work is a fencing sword. This is a small, but lethal dagger. I like it.

  • Solace On Tuesday, April 5, 2005, Solace (1065)By person wrote:

    This rolls off the tongue wonderfully and with such intent thought...wonderful...

  • AniDayz On Monday, April 4, 2005, AniDayz (812)By person wrote:

    i feel like this could be elaborated...theres such an intensity within the few lines...it is incredible as is...but leaves me wanting more...

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