Open Poetry #47 |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan ![]() |
. If you were next door I would visit you Gladly come over To borrow some sugar Spend an hour or two With nothing better to do Raking your autumn lawn If you were Across the street We could congregate See what verbs We might then conjugate Develop new words By which to celebrate In collaboration Tongue to tongue But being as you’re on The other side of town With all those grown Children still at home It makes things Far less halcyon Than they might Have been before So perhaps I’ll call you On the cell When I’m not busy With other chores Chat about weather The passing Of another year And neither us Nineteen anymore . |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
This so understated that it is chilling. I understand completely. ~ Diplomacy is the art of saying 'Nice doggie' until you can find a rock ~ |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
This has great impact, dear John. It is in a way haunting ... M |
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