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Hand In Hand

I wasn't going to say anything in that leafy Lincoln street when you caught me pondering my life and the many ways to die but there was something about the hour that curled like a python as rain soaked down to soft pale skin puddles gorging like cancer screaming our heads off hand in hand seemed the better option

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Ink Empress

Date: 11/4/2023 6:53:00 AM

Soul hitting yet theres a delicate beauty to the way you’ve described this scene. Sometimes we all go through such dark times, and only few can describe them so vividly like this! I felt it as i read “ when you caught me pondering my life and the many ways to die“ hits deep! Loved the wordplay too! Pleasure reading this poignant and sincere poem

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 11/4/2023 7:04:00 AM

To have you give your thoughts on my poem means a great deal, I really appreciate you taking them time

Sara Etgen-Baker

Date: 11/3/2023 2:00:00 PM

vivid imagery, Clive. I loved 'about the hour that curled like a phython' Walking hand in hand beats screaming in public :-) Nicely done. Enjoy your weekend, Sara

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 11/3/2023 2:08:00 PM

Thanks for taking the time to read and comment Sara, very much appreciated

Mat Ignacio

Date: 11/3/2023 7:52:00 AM

well expressed - subtle, unique image / wordplay combos creating bold visuals

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 11/3/2023 8:06:00 AM

Thanks so much for your time, Mat