Open Poetry #40 |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan ![]() |
. It doesn’t make much sense At this time in our years To pretend beyond realities Of what is and who we are I no more than you Have any adolescent fantasies And it would insult intelligence To suggest I do So let’s take what pleasures Two can have And thank the stars We still have the urge Now come to bed My winter love . . . There’s nothing more to be said And the night is cold . |
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trutodaraiders Senior Member
since 2006-12-02
Posts 820CA |
John nice write..the second stanza was nice. Hope the night was warm for you. ~Bill |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I liked the 'matter-of-fact' way of this |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Thank you both This was another Ausonius poem Every so often I get irked Thanks again John |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
lovely John! ![]() Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
it's nice to read you "irked" ![]() M |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Aha...James |
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