Friday, 17 November 2017

Chop

The air worms its way through the moon
A kiss we relish and chop
We take an iron sword and swing
The neighbours sting
We need to buy food
The cans shimmy and shine
A full moon we relish and chop
We sing our song
The iron clangs
Blows a kind of order
Our skin stings a crime
Two full moons merging and kissing
The air worms its way through the moon
A kiss we relish and chop.
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  1. Sumana Roy18 November 2017 at 04:22

    I love this "We take an iron sword and swing / The neighbours sting" as it's so necessary sometimes. I feel like this sometimes :( & also love the full moon part.

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  2. Old Egg18 November 2017 at 13:22

    I loved the alliteration in this piece Jae although the reference to the air worming its way through the moon do imply darker deeds. However as always you give us something to think about in your unique poetry.

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    1. Old Egg18 November 2017 at 22:21

      "do" in the first sentence should be "does".

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  3. Anonymous18 November 2017 at 23:44

    The repeat of the phrase, "we relish and chop", makes for some interesting thoughts both light and dark. Good to be visiting you again,

    Elizabeth

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  4. Thotpurge19 November 2017 at 00:10

    The air worms its way through the moon.. wonderful line Jae.. conjures such an image!

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  5. Anonymous19 November 2017 at 00:51

    Two full moons merging and kissing
    The air worms its way through the moon
    A kiss we relish and chop.

    Lovely, Jae :)

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  6. kaykuala19 November 2017 at 02:57

    The iron clangs
    Blows a kind of order
    Our skin stings a crime

    There are warning signs before a crime is about to be committed. It is just not discovered in time!

    Hank

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  7. John Buchanan19 November 2017 at 03:11

    another thought provoking write Jae!

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  8. Magical Mystical Teacher19 November 2017 at 05:13

    There's such a lilt to this poem, Jae. I feel the urge to shimmy and shine right along with those cans!

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  9. Sherry Blue Sky19 November 2017 at 06:01

    I love those kissing moons! Happy Sunday, my friend.

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  10. Sanaa Rizvi19 November 2017 at 06:43

    Lovely lilt and cadence to this one, Jae. Beautifully penned.

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  11. hyperCRYPTICal19 November 2017 at 06:59

    A wonderful mystery Jae. Not quite figured out "A kiss we relish and chop." yet!
    Anna :o]

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  12. brudberg19 November 2017 at 09:23

    You capture the effort of living so much in the way you try to chop it up for a meal.

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  13. indybev19 November 2017 at 09:55

    I, too, am puzzled by the use of the word chop. It perhaps has a meaning with which I'm not familiar. Thought provoking read!

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  14. Donna19 November 2017 at 10:05

    I love the chopping cadence of this and visualizing, 'The air worms its way through the moon'....

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  15. Mary19 November 2017 at 13:35

    Ah, kisses are definitely to be relished!

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  16. colleen19 November 2017 at 13:54

    You are heroines in a Where the Wild Things are!

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  17. ZQ19 November 2017 at 16:20

    ...still in space with this one. But do enjoy the work.
    ZQ

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  18. Wendy Bourke19 November 2017 at 16:21

    A mesmerizing cadence to this very visual piece.

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  19. Gillena Cox20 November 2017 at 11:21

    luv the extraordinary-ness of these two full moons

    Have a good week Jae

    much love...

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  20. Eileen T O'Neill .....21 November 2017 at 10:27

    Jae,
    A very exciting dreamy moon engaging poem. Love your originality:)

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