Sunday, July 3, 2016

Julie McElhone #5 An Odist’s Lament

There’s a vein of words in search of a poet
I told them I sang in their key
but they grimaced and grumbled chin-high to themselves
they were made for better than me.
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8 comments:

  1. Robert VerdonJuly 3, 2016 at 10:32 PM

    let them rot!

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  2. Lizz Murphy PoetJuly 3, 2016 at 10:40 PM

    Good one! Love 'odist' :)

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    1. Studio 2July 4, 2016 at 11:20 AM

      Thanks, Lizz. Would any of us be brave enough to call ourselves that?! Wouldn't it be fun!

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  3. Rob SchackneJuly 4, 2016 at 3:49 AM

    Julie, so fine. Let them whinge forever.

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  4. Sarah St Vincent WelchJuly 4, 2016 at 11:11 AM

    I love 'odist' too.

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    1. Studio 2July 4, 2016 at 11:25 AM

      Me too. I wish the word 'odistry' existed. PS. spellcheck just had conniptions over it.

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