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Elliott Bradley

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Gold cherry

Chanter - (poetry monthly)

tripping all about the blackened lake the manic trees and spears of grass with frossy heads you send me every morning walking beasts with smiling...
Gold cherry
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Nuthoused

Gold cherry

Licked

Cherry

Near Apart

sleepwish

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24 of my comments have received 24 Great Feedback votes

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Guess he's stayed with you in

Posted on Tue, 23 Feb 2016

Guess he's stayed with you in part, at least until now. You too for him probably. Wistful poem with suitable atmosphere going on in all that skillful description of yours. 

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Posted in Painted Lady Motel

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'golden orfe – kiss

Posted on Wed, 10 Feb 2016

'golden orfe – kiss
her curls and the pond
covets her company...hungers
for yet more rain' 

Filled with loneliness with skillful visual portrayal and interpretation of intent. Excellent!

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Posted in In Perpetuum

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Delicate description creating

Posted on Sun, 03 Jan 2016

Delicate description creating strong images. 

'A weed is merely a flower growing 
in a place of its own choosing’  That's what my grandmother used to say. There's a lesson in there. 
 

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Posted in The Hours

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I think it reads well

Posted on Thu, 31 Dec 2015

I think it reads well together and separate.

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Posted in At the Year’s Gate

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There's depth in the

Posted on Fri, 13 Nov 2015

There's depth in the description and movement through out. Lots to like.  

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Posted in Home

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You can feel the love in this

Posted on Thu, 22 Oct 2015

You can feel the love in this. Sad, the described  processes, but this shows the smiles to be had too. 

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Posted in Tissues

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'but the butterflies, the sun

Posted on Thu, 22 Oct 2015

'but the butterflies, the sun, the smell
of fresh-shorn grass, too much for us
to carry, and indeed, not ours to take.'    

Seems you managed to take so much more than you realised possible because it turned up here in this...

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Posted in 'The Borrowers' (Poetry Monthly)

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Wistful and then wishful. 

Posted on Thu, 22 Oct 2015

Wistful and then wishful. 

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Posted in Blue Eternal

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Well written with a great

Posted on Fri, 11 Sep 2015

Well written with a great voice of the time. You just knew it would end badly, but the sad part is she still didn't really see it that way. ' I guess that’s how it all went right for me. But today the optimism has gone. The synergy of that Summer...

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Posted in Summer of Love

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There's a swiftness in the

Posted on Fri, 10 Jul 2015

There's a swiftness in the passing dancers. 

'weightless

loveless

apart'

 

'dustless

lustless

empty' - nicely mirrored. 

All sounds beautiful in appearance and perfectly functional, but...

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Posted in The Cleaners

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