Open Poetry #44 |
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Bones Feels Forsaken |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania ![]() |
Bones is an amazingly kind and gentle man. He could never find it in himself to hate or hurt anyone— no, not in a million years. With some clients, “they’re rare and phony freaks of nature,” Bones feels very much forsaken by God and man alike. When this happens, the only thing left for Bones to do, is scream, and beg for mercy. None of that ever changed Bones kindly disposition. He persevered right through all of his suffering, an amazingly kind and gentle man, right to the very end of his short life of fourteen years. Bobby |
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Alison![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
You tell the "Bones" story well, Bobby. And this one packs a punch to the end - right to the solar plexus. Love, A |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Thanks dear Alison, I'm very pleased that this poem worked that way for you. Love Bobby |
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