Open Poetry #47 |
Monday Thru Friday |
Word Weaver Member
since 2011-03-06
Posts 437California, USA |
Monday Thru Friday The saddest sound... Your car pulling out of the driveway Each morning The sweetest sound... Your keys tossed onto the counter Each evening |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Lookout weekend!!! ~ I went to a restaurant that serves "breakfast at any time" / I ordered French Toast during the Renaissance ~ |
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Word Weaver Member
since 2011-03-06
Posts 437California, USA |
LOL. Bring it on! Thanks Jerry |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Well said!! Works two ways too...from your perspective, and, from (my) perspective as I leave and return .... Cool, j. |
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Word Weaver Member
since 2011-03-06
Posts 437California, USA |
Glad you liked it J. |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Bet the keys are not the only things tossed aside. Like this one a lot. Alison |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
Lovely, succinct Romanticism !! |
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Word Weaver Member
since 2011-03-06
Posts 437California, USA |
Alison and secondhandpoet, Thank you both for reading and commenting. My appreciation runneth over. Marcia |
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