Last week’s coin toss loser is featured tonight. Not to say this one is not deserving, but the celebratory nature of the other poem just happened to win out over one which flowed onto the paper sans writer’s block. Neither one is a close fit to what is normally featured on Mantra’s night.
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With Valentine’s Day approaching, we are not going to have some sappy love poem. In fact, we are going very far away from love altogether in this post. And to be even more forthright, this poem features tonight strictly at the win of a toss of the coin.
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As you may or may not recall, I refer to Mantra as an incessant imp who is, more often than not, strange. For our fare tonight, I offer you something which amazed me when I got a chance to read it. Have you ever put on a disguise?
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Raymond left a comment on I ain’t escared, which just made me know this was a poem which would find its way from the scribble pad beside my bed to M3. Mantra tends to like singing me to sleep. I love looking at the pad when I wake up to see where I fell asleep and […]
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