for Twiglet #75

I.

A sea shell,
Her old gold ring,
A wish bone.

All in an emptied bottle.

II.

Her every anticipation,
diluted in that
emptied bottle.

III.

There was no third
or forth or fifth.
Everything ended at
that second.

 

 

for Twiglet #75 “Empty Bottle”. Each is 17-syllables.



4 responses to “for Twiglet #75”

  1. I really, really like the way #3 works off the other two. Mystery, mischief.

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    1. In truth, number three was the result of staring at number one and number two, and being completely fed up.

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      1. Shhh. Take the result and run with it. (Or in this case, pun)

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  2. I love the word play at the end. “That second,” with its double meaning, is delicious.

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