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Flaming With Marbles

THESE marbles that roll inside my head BECOME a flaming fire when I dream in bed AWAKENINGS from these nightly rituals writing this crap down is my morning habitual

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Christy Stover

Date: 11/15/2016 9:31:00 PM

I absolutely love it. I'm a bit jealous though because I lost my marbles a long time ago. Great poem.

Holly Bohto
Date: 11/16/2016 6:24:00 PM

when you loose your marbles...you can always collect them bach again. and be marbelous. like Chris said.

Chris Green

Date: 11/14/2016 8:04:00 AM

Nothing will stop those marbles once they start rolling around. Crap, ha, I think not, this one was marblelous. : )

Holly Bohto
Date: 11/14/2016 9:34:00 AM

I'm being playful with structure and meaning and a title all wrapped around in an art piece... Thanks Chris.