Open Poetry #13 |
Reflections at the Window Table |
RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Reflections at the Window Table I still cannot forgive the rain That seemed With lamp and brick to covenant And bless with wine The path that wound me to the restaurant. As well the candle yet I blame, Though had I even once glanced out I might have guessed Romance is love In counterfeit. RMW |
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Just A Woman Senior Member
since 2001-03-10
Posts 507 |
*gentle smile* Sometimes it is just that.
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Bob, this is a superb example of title lending light to the poem. I like how you've put this rumination together. Oftimes wisdom follows much reflection. (o: Claire Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Well done and said RMW, and lovely too, thought I don't agree with the last two lines at all. jwesley |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
This is grace in poetry! Kathleen Blake |
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Lone Wolf Member Ascendant
since 2000-03-16
Posts 5842Lansing, MI USA |
Bob, I have to say your thoughts intrigue me. I liked this one. All writing comes |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Just a Woman, Claire, Jwesley, Irish Rose and Lone Wolf....thank you all. I owe you lunch....at that counter. Bob |
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