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Ovid’s Coma
by Wayne TateI will never forget the warmth
that gathered between our lips
and blindly bathed our eyes
in spheres forever 12/01/2009 Posted on 12/02/2009
Copyright © 2024 Wayne Tate
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Sarah Wolf on 12/02/09 at 04:30 AM Very Nice :) |
| Posted by V. Blake on 12/02/09 at 06:37 AM This title grabbed me right away. And what you have here is awesome. It leaves me wanting more, though. However, I have a couple of very short poems that I could never find ways to expand, so I understand where you're coming from if there's really nothing else to say. :) |
| Posted by Kris Mara on 12/04/09 at 02:08 PM you say a great deal here, convey so much in so few clean words, really nice work... |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 12/17/09 at 04:35 PM Ovid, indeed. I agree with Kris. So much here in brief. It is always harder to use fewer words. Your discipline is outweighed only by the beauty with which you capture this moment. Thanks, Wayne. |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 07/15/11 at 03:44 AM Very, very nice. |
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