Open Poetry #47 |
Lost Souls Flea Market |
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
oh, be quiet my torn asunder don't crawl from my dreadful I'll ask not much of your buffet all those goodies lined up like pies a severed heart put back together superglued with hope renewed I think the unthinkable quest will be cohesive to my shady ©November 25, 2011 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~*~ He did not wear his scarlet coat, |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Love it, Love it, love it! Jerry, you never cease to amaze, my friend. Lori |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you.Thank you.Thank you, Lori. ~*~ He did not wear his scarlet coat, |
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