Misinterpreted wordS

After all these years

I found my violin

with all the things

without her bow

for all I know

is to play guitar

and sound that's forming

in liquid foams

lasts for moment

of the tan sand.

Desert around us is

bending city of shade,

making us all hungry and in

the wish of poison

Reviews

[Ghost of Jupiter]

Wow, Z, this is very beautiful... I see a myriad of abstract images that seem to come together in a cloud of longing... I really liked this piece, well done!

[isus]

nice images there, but piece could be better, i don't like it like some of my other stuff. but anyway, thanx for reading :)

[Ghost of Jupiter]

hmmm... i thought this was beautiful, but which poems do you prefer to this piece? I would like to read them. You are welcome, Z, you have a deep and intriguing soul, i love to see how you express it. :)

[isus]

hm, those two pieces crossed my mind: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/isus/1234319/ and http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/isus/1236168/

[Ghost of Jupiter]

I will check them out...

[Kasey Miriam]

Very interesting. Well done!

[isus]

thanx Kasey :)

[Kasey Miriam]

You are welcome. Your work is very unique

[isus]

that's nice of you to think so