Oxen fell inept
Ether potions which echo
Scotch gyve icy brace
Poetry on adrenaline
17 Nov 2011 2 Comments
by wordcoaster in Anagram, Haiku/Senryu/17 Syllables, Poetry Tags: Chris Seo, Poetry
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I'm just a poor poet, writing the world as I know it: ultraviolet and lead.
Join me on this path of whimsy?
Here's what's in my head:
puzzle
Nov 17, 2011 @ 17:31:03
and here they are, the further effects, served in a whisky jar with an icy haiku instead of an ice-cube ^^
wordcoaster
Nov 17, 2011 @ 17:50:24
A toast to that! 🙂