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Sunday, January 6, 2013

Playing god

White heat -the conflagration of us- has melted the core of me. I pick at the crust of my future, one hand shoved deep in our shifting mantle, separating diamonds from iron ore.


     Give us 33 words from the structure of the earth: core, mantle, crust.

26 comments:

  1. good extended metaphor, like the hand separating diamonds and iron ore :-) conflagration of us is a nice turn of phrase nice journey in 33 words

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    1. Thank you, Steve. Funny thing about "imposed" challenges: I was going with humus and dirt, but science wouldn't admit that much licence, ergo diamonds and iron ore.

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  2. loved it totally-the words hit you-hard!Hope u have more diamonds than iron ore:-)

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    1. Thank you, Atreyee! Let's hope so, although iron ore can also be very useful.

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  3. Beautifully done! I especially like "I pick at the crust of my future."

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  4. Wow! I love this Kymm - tells a great story and I love your imagery, especially that last phrase.

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    1. Thank you, Joules! The challenge really dictated this one.

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  5. always look for the diamonds. :)

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  6. The conflagration of us packs a lot of story in a short phrase. Amazing!

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  7. Beautiful! melted the core, diamonds and ore - nice work, Kymm!

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    1. Thanks, Steph, and thanks for your rhyme!

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  8. This is brilliant--like a diamond!

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  9. Very nice! Love the phrase, "pick at the crust of my future."

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  10. ohh,breathtaking; lovely work, Kymm :)

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  11. This string of words is simply beautiful, Kymm!

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  12. Fantastic image! A beautiful piece of writing here.

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