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Not Much to Tell
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Not Much to Tell |
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kevinjtaylor Member Posts 61 British Columbia, Canada |
Still here, my friend, not much to tell. Winter came, wearied, went. Spring—hurried skies, or sun or rain. Hot summer days, hot sleepless nights. Fall was fresher, raked what fell. Another year. Mostly well. |
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augustsky Senior Member Posts 828 midwest US |
Kevinj, I liked the brevity here, & the post-card form. Sky~ ~Don't Quit Your Day Dream~ |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I really liked this. In this sweet brief poem you got to the point where the rest of us might have lingered for pages. Excellent write, Keven. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Hey Kevin, Love poems like these that speak volumes with very few words. Kind of ironic that you wrote a paragraph about a year through the seasons by way of a poem and I wrote poems about a year through the seasons by way of a book. Proves Jerry right about some people going on for pages. I see writing like yours as a distilling process and I admire it very much. ~L |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Enjoyed the poem...seems to mirror my life. "Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less." |
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MARK V SHELDON Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 3015In a corporeal internship... |
Digging your styles, forms, and insights. -MVS You CAN make a difference, but first you should learn how. Visit: |
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