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Open Poetry #43

Maxwell Street Non Sequiturs

Huan Yi
Member Ascendant

since 2004-10-12

Posts 6688
Waukegan

0 posted 2008-08-11 01:56 PM

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A tiny
White half dot
On the horizon line

It was the sun
Just rising
Above the sea

I told you then
How I love the sight of
Two masted schooners
Gliding into view

Getting up
From bed—standing
On a pink blue shore
You went to see
Your brother and his wife
To say goodbye

And how odd
I thought it was
As I drank
Long and sweet
From the fruit
Of a nearby tree

Papayas growing
In your parents’
Back yard

.

Robert E. Jordan
Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-25

Posts 8541
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

1 posted 2008-08-11 02:51 PM

John,

Papayas are lovely sweet things. Unfortunately, they don't keep too well. You can't get them up here. You are lucky.

Bobby

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