clouded swirl
coin of pearl
guard this night
orb of white.
bashful days,
custard haze,
crescent bend –
earth’s firm friend.
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poems and prose from a confused english student
clouded swirl
coin of pearl
guard this night
orb of white.
bashful days,
custard haze,
crescent bend –
earth’s firm friend.
This almost felt like a witch’s spell Lois!
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And I really like it.
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nothing wrong with a couple of witches spells here and there! glad you enjoyed.
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I rather like witches’ spells. Hmmmm. . . Perhaps a theme for our next collaboration?
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YES! that is such a good idea… must get thinking
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‘custard haze’ … the perfect phrase
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thanks so much!
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Maybe a modern feminist twist on MacBeth’s witches? Or the voices of a coven? It might be fun to see if we could get Ari, Henne, Hannah, Georgia, Nicole and Sam to come out and play. . .
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also a big fan of custard haze but every line in this poem is amazing!
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Thank you so much! That’s so nice of you to say!
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