My frame stretched forward,
I sit to ponder over what day and night means.
The cool night's darkness didn't worry me.
A fur coat was just the thing I needed.
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This is a fascinating poem Raveendran. I see your narrator as an animal (in view of the title, an octopus, perhaps?) In any event, you offer the reader mystery, drama and above all the green fascination that hypnotizes. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
A vivid offering painted in the colour green. Animals need do nothing but exist to become poems. It is a little more difficult for human beings who are often not quite so genuine.10 for your originality. Warm regards, Sandra