Friday, August 10, 2012

Mother Tongue

All we are
essence to force
master, child  
blessed name
Together.

Voices ring shyly
enlightening hearts
aching
dirty-mouth promises
Love.

Spitting disdain
madness on lips
stompers, saluters
warlord berserkers
fealty without self
Destroy.
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Trifextra Week Twenty-Eight: 
"Give us 33 words (exactly) that tell us three different uses for one object."
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13 comments:

  1. Oooh! I was trying to figure out a way to do 'words' and not coming up with anything. This fucking rocks.

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  2. amazing how we use that to love, hate and stuff in between

    well played, Goddess, well played

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  3. This was brilliant. And I loved how you reminded us with the one word of together, love and destroy. You are a master.

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  4. This is very cool. I love 'warlord berserkers'!

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  5. I admire your way with words., This is very well done.

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  6. A totally unique and thought provoking take on the "there". Yes, very cool indeed.
    dk

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  7. Wow. Love how you end the stanzas in those three words. Amazing poem.

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  8. you do have a great way with words. very well done.

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  9. This was a powerful piece that really grabs you where it counts and reminds you all the things that words can do. Thanks for sharing this with us. Be sure to come back tomorrow for the new challenge.

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