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Tripodal Poems - Poems about Tripodal


A Vintage Viewing
...Images from a cogged apparatus. Fingertips toggle milled brass abreast a concertinaing leather. Tripodal spread, pegged legs. Women paused in pose, a gilded stillness. A plump bosom peek-show......

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Categories: tripodal, poetry,
Form: Free verse
If Shoelaces Sang Little Rich Town Blues
...Not in tea leaves, in shoelaces tie existence--their harsh and meshing material bound, tethered, undone with a gentle pull. The bunny ears and clumsy fingers bouncing along the faux-marble hallway......

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Categories: tripodal, home, old, lost, lost,
Form: Free verse




Book: Reflection on the Important Things