Like weeds on grey sidewalks (gradeschool buddies)

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Open Poetry #48

Like weeds on grey sidewalks (gradeschool buddies)

EmmaRose
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since 2011-03-02

Posts 1376
Midwest

0 posted 2013-06-03 07:52 AM

My east to your west
what revolves beyond
the illusive of sky

ocean treasures spawned
of the wandering, the mere
drops of foam, windswept,
then nutured

to be grands of the forest

somehow we found eachother
and lived through the ackward
of junior high ugly
knock kneed with braces
and pimples for emphasis

looking back gratefully
having had you as my cohort
now knowing secrets
of the seashell's frution

we were wonderful!!!!

like weeds on grey sidewalks
we were poets and artists
bursting through the complacency

we were just undefined

JerryPat2
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since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

1 posted 2013-06-03 08:03 AM

Oh, how I understand this wonderful bit of poetry, EmmaRose. Each generation breaks with the last generation's complacency. It just has to be. It is in our nature. Loved this poem.

~*~ When you get a bladder infection, urine trouble. ~*~

EmmaRose
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since 2011-03-02

Posts 1376
Midwest

2 posted 2013-06-03 08:06 AM

Thanks for reading and even better, being able to relate to

JamesMichael
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since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

3 posted 2013-06-04 11:49 PM

Enjoyed...James

Alison

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since 2008-01-27

Posts 9318
Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy!

4 posted 2013-06-06 11:10 AM

I have a first-grade-to-forever-friend. This poem could be about us too. Love it, ER.

A

EmmaRose
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since 2011-03-02

Posts 1376
Midwest

5 posted 2013-06-07 08:32 AM

thank you all so much for visiting my page here, very much appreciated

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