Drip
Drop
Trickle
Plash
Ruby
Red
Drizzle
Lash
Black
Blue
Shiver
Ash
Soft
Still
Quiver
Sh!
Dead.
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- Concetta
- Inland Empire, Washington, United States
- "If writers stopped writing about what happened to them, then there would be a lot of empty pages." (“We Got Naked, Now What” by Elaine Liner) ----------------------------------------- ©2006 My Small House. This site is the personal property of My Small House. All rights reserved. Content of this site may not be reproduced in any manner without written permission.
4 comments:
Um...I believe this is another one I'm going to need explaining on, Concetta.
My goodness. You make me feel so dumb.
LOL.
Just kidding.
Hope you're having a great day.
Take care, luv.
Cali -
Kinda cool. The last word of every stanza is the same word w one letter taken away. ("Plash" is a synonym for "Splash.) So: Plash, Lash, Ash, Sh. The other words are disturbing too (sorry!) as you realize they describe blood coming from a wound as someone dies. In the end, there's nothing left but diminishing death. Kinda depressing, but I love the word play.
Still in Boston. Back Tuesday.
Hope you're having fun, girl!
Hugs - C
My take on it was a battered woman finally being killed by her abuser.
Nicely done.
:o)
Dear M.E. -
Exactly so. Thanks!
BTW, I love wandering around your sites. Thanks for them.
Best,
Concetta
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