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There Were No Bells

Rating: 2.8

She said there were no bells,
only her clam hands
and fretful feet rattled in the eve.
The sirens would not go off
nor did her knees faint
from the tie-dye of bliss.
She felt no quakes,
no bumble bees,
no panic sharks reeling
in the pint of her belly.

Not once did her shoelace hair
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Bri Edwards 23 November 2017

in the pint of her belly........... pit? i really don't understand this poem. bri ;)

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Max Reif 21 July 2005

poetic language choices! I'd like to read more too. I see you have a website and a book...

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William Mae 15 March 2005

thats a really good poem, I really enjoyed reading it, I hope you post more. your a good writer.

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Albert Oktovianus 14 March 2005

Wow, 'bells'..those are deep and nice metaphor... :)

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Lawrence S. Pertillar 14 March 2005

Nice! Congratulations

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