09 Friday Dec 2016
Posted in My Poetry, Rob's World
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contemplation, introspection, my_poetry, perception, Philosophy, poems, poetry, ruminations, thoughts
My marmalade eyes
are viscous
lids sticky
gummed up
glazed over
the world is
sometimes imperceptible
sometimes impenetrable
nebulous
opaque in appearance
incomprehensible
indeterminate
indiscernible
enigmatic world
why is your
complexion so
indistinct
today?
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I enjoy your poems
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Thanks sobmuch, I’m so glad you like my poetry, particularly coming from a mind like yours. High praise indeed
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Love it. And the ending is awesome. (I also love marmalade! 😀)
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Lol thanks so much!
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Really cool poem Rob!
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thank you so very much!
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Love it. 🙂
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Thank you phoebe!
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