Still coming to terms... Just one of those days.


B r o ke nh e art e d

I wish trampolines were safer ramps
for altruism. Puritans stroll the alamedas
that I used to stride along,
insulated in candyfloss and confetti.

A token requiem for billboards
that make no allusions to
the altostratus I'm trying to outrun,
frigid breath from kissed lips.



Poetry by Arti
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Written on 2007-08-02 at 04:40

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Kathy Lockhart
Dearest Arti, this moved me emotionally with its somber mood so articulately expressed. You have such a talent for creating moods and images with your words. Hope you are getting some rest.
Love you,
Kathy
2007-08-02


Amanda K
well-done
2007-08-02


Rob Graber
Reminiscent,


i think, of William Blake's "Garden of Love"... The last line is a real chiller!
2007-08-02