09-27-2013, 08:18 AM
(09-26-2013, 01:37 AM)svanhoeven Wrote: Version 2 (pher-o-moned):I value the effort in this. It mixes veracity verse with mirth verse in an almost cryptic way...but what the hell is a garnet PSEUDOPOD doing in this poem? Shome mishsteak, shurely? Polypod if anything
My reckless foot uncovers butter-hued
caviar, cached in chambered soil. Thorn-jawed
soldiers advance, their mound blushing. Imbued
with pheromoned rage, the garnet pseudopod
swarms up my leg and wreaks a stinging pox.
I dance, spout smut, and brush them off my socks. The and them clashes
Version 1:
My reckless foot uncovers butter-hued
caviar, cached in chambered soil. Thorn-jawed
soldiers advance, their mound blushing. Imbued
with phermoned rage, the garnet pseudopod
swarms up my leg and wreaks a stinging pox.
I dance, spout smut, and brush them off my socks.

Best,
tectak

