practicing with sounds 2

skin thin satin sky
effect is the plum
pouty in the juicy

pod swollen from treasure
of a smell absent a speck
of the musty though there could reside

a tartness that hearkens to tannin
unveiling intention to spray
paint made to mist surfaces in need

of imagery and staining
the meandering mitt and mind field
given monumental

clout and the spirit
of a tartan trickster weaver
fishes for a filterless

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About Timmy the Scribbler

Love to write all kinds of stuff I love writing so many different kinds of stuff it is a constant struggle to narrow the focus to a manageable handful and let the others go. But a few years ago I dipped my fingers into a poetry pie and of all my uncertainties, one thing that is no uncertainty is that it is one passion that must remain, so maybe that's the one. I do dearly delight in chopping up fictional works into stanzas and syllables.
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