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Waste Paper Knots

Flimsy tissue paper bliss, gift wrapped wafer-thin promises midst kisses, glued together with yesterday's adhesive, fallen as separate shrouds in wayward glances & capricious charades razing death do us part illusions of finale's papier-mâché knots

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Laura Breidenthal

Date: 10/14/2016 9:28:00 PM

Hm...interesting one...the title gives off a rather sad vibe to the piece, however, "paper bliss" turns it a little bit bittersweet. I like the "razing death do us part illusions " bit..this reminds me that good little blissful things, like chocolate, do not last, just as much as sweet promises are broken or forgotten, and gifts are untied, and torn open. But I suppose at present, in the moment, it may be something worth cherishing. Cool one, with vibrant, memorable imagery. Always, Laura

Vladislav Raven

Date: 10/11/2016 10:21:00 PM

Hi Paloma, you can create such special images with your words. Love can indeed be so fragile, merely an illusion on the top of water, above the heaven and just below the surface the hell. Within this masquerade someone always gets hurt. The song should always be true but alas, it is not always so. A raw and honest write Paloma. This has to be a seven. Hugs....Mike. XX

Paloma P
Date: 10/12/2016 8:05:00 AM

Can't ask for better praise than that! Thanks again Mike.

CayCay Jennings

Date: 10/11/2016 3:23:00 PM

I have felt this way, that fragile knot of hopes and promises that bound love in most flimsy ways. Very creatively expressed, Paloma (you are quite the imagery gal) ... CayCay

Paloma P
Date: 10/12/2016 8:05:00 AM

Yes, you got it exactly right CayCay, thanks so much!

Chris Green

Date: 10/11/2016 12:15:00 PM

Though this seems a sad piece it has a whimsical feel to it. "Glued together with yesterday's adhesive" That line was killer. The entire poem stares back as I read it as if inviting into this world that you create.

Paloma P
Date: 10/12/2016 8:03:00 AM

Many thanks for your attentive reviews of my poetry Chris!