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Absolutely Mad Poetic Rhetoric

Persuasion's possessive verses 'midst absolute poetic madness surrendered in rhapsodic poesy, poets are a tidy sum of quirky & care zilch of external perceptions, content to breathe 'round seduction and unicorns' phantasmagoria insomuch nonsense amid candor, directionless winds 'neath allegory 'pon posies and dragon's intimation twisting mundane to vibrant intrigue, translations representing prism's kaleidoscopic colorful impressions and themes of whimsies' schematics, transparency & transcendence yielded 'neath abstraction's elaborations, refining & expounding unspoken lyrical compositions of a fancied expose commencing communed communication, redundancies' excesses never take recess panoramic hues of conceptualizations' foibles reverberating gusto of paradoxical aberrations, chromatic visuals swaying eye's sensory perspective distorting brain synapses proliferating alterations, dancing 'tween fiery moonbows & dandelion whims 'pon emotions flabbergasted mid-starry night folly, prancing within rain's whetted infidelity of sunrises hanging amongst cosmoses' effulgent constellations, feet never planted firmly in earthy burnt umber viewing worldly horizons differently upside zest's zing of inky relished sublimation and shifting symmetry - - and we make naught apologies for imperfect paragons

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Date: 10/25/2016 10:26:00 PM
That was supposed to be a secret. Now what am I going to write about:) I think it's hilarious. What a fun read, Paloma.
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Date: 10/25/2016 7:12:00 AM
You have contemplated much with this piece.
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Date: 10/24/2016 9:51:00 PM
Delightful poem, Paloma. You tell 'em in the un-PR (Poetic Rhetoric) lingo that every card carrying Poet Society snob hates. Lol! Holla, holla is all I can say in reply this poem. Keep the love and knowledge flowing, lady. Oh, and slam the door on the way out to let us know how you really feel. Love always. RW
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Date: 10/24/2016 8:44:00 AM
Are you calling me quirky? :) We are such a diverse group of thoughts, ideas, imagination and just plain gibberish at times(speaking of myself of course) You have captured the essence of a poet and woven it wonderfully in this poetic tapestry.
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Date: 10/24/2016 8:08:00 AM
yup
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