Alright, famous said I could....:)
I'll post a few poems first....

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Red #5

Rust red hair frames her pale sick face,
Her mother let her leave the house that way?
Or maybe, poor dear, her mother
died so many years ago, leaving her
with her sensitive and shattered
father, who only sees his dead wife's
eyes when he look at his daughter,
and doesn't notice the manmade color of
her tresses.
Or maybe, her mother, being the
eccentric type, still alive, divorced
from a sensitive and shattered husband,
approves of this bottled shade,
and doesn't mind that her pale sick
daughter is on fire?

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ok, another one...this one rhymes :)

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as the news his lips delivered
sank into my stubborn head,
i felt i'd lain on goose-down pillows
and found them all of quills instead.


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can you stand one more?

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I like mad seas
and storm sky moons.
Why then must you bring me
thousands of gorgeous diamonds?
Why have you placed them here at my feet?
I do not want them there.

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Ok, tell me what you think. Good. Bad. Tone. Word choice. Meaning. "Shut up". Whatever....

Thanks!

Gr"be honest, you won't hurt my feelings"ace