In a twirl of paint from Salvador Dali's mustache
I am born in oils
my head disconnectedly floating near an ankle
an ear in flight- wingless, searching for a quiet face to land
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I looked at your reading patterns on PoemHunter and was surprised to see that you expect other members to read and rate your poems but you seldom read others and never rate their poems. You need to show more generosity to other people. Pity because your poems are beautiful and show a lot of potential. But popularity will only come your way if you start or reciprocate the actions you want from other members.
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I looked at your reading patterns on PoemHunter and was surprised to see that you expect other members to read and rate your poems but you seldom read others and never rate their poems. You need to show more generosity to other people. Pity because your poems are beautiful and show a lot of potential. But popularity will only come your way if you start or reciprocate the actions you want from other members.