Twighouse

 

 

He lived in a house made only of
Naturally formed leaves and twigs
And in there he smoked so much
It came out of his ears and eyes
He didn’t even know the bombs had hit
Because he was in his  own world
So when he went into town for 'baccy'
There was not a living soul around

She was in charge of her beauty
Wasn’t overpowered by it at all
Didn’t let the flattery buy a bridge
To her defenceless inner self
This put her on the front foot
Which gave her a glowing air
Of daring that made her shine
And increased her powers

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Interesting write! I'm intrigued by the way that you juxtaposed the two characters and in bringing them together gave both more power. I agree with some of the other reviewers, I want to know what happens to these two! Not to say that this isn't well done as it is, but I think you could expand the idea or perhaps do a "part 2".

[Dayran]

A grand statement of not allowing ourselves to be stumped by our own glorious gifts ... talents ... or looks. Nice ...

[Anand Sehgal]

He didn’t even know the bombs had hit
Because he was in his own world
So when he went into town for 'baccy'
There was not a living soul around
super awesome lines :)
Loved it :)
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[Leigh]

Many thank yous

[Angi]

Hmmm, what is going on with these two?! Interesting. I would like to know more, Leigh! Angi~

[Poussiere D'Ange]

The man seems interesting too me, the woman too. Highly enticing and mysterious. Kinda leaves me wondering what happens! Nice:-):-):-D.

[TL Boehm]

I almost get the feeling this is unfinished. As if there is more to it. And I am intrigued - wanting to know what that is.

[Emerald Seas]

Very unusual. Opposites, I suppose. I am a little confused on the arrangement, but it is interesting that I'm still thinking on it.

[Sami Khalil]

"She was in charge of her beauty
Wasnt overpowered by it at all
Didnt let the flattery buy a bridge
To her defenceless inner self "
That is some good poetry...:)