Open Poetry #46 |
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On the Fence |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
Straddling the wood wishing, someone would wondering pondering which way to go looking down its a long way down wondering wandering is there even a safe place to land any place to land or shall we keep on falling no end no land insight my question, my quandary my plight whether to seek another is there enough ground to cover should one come running fast a man trapped by logic when women are locked in emotion there is no logical way of approachment for broken hearted encroachment "go on go on, my son... if she loves you make her run!" |
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Nocturnal Pulse Member
since 2010-08-12
Posts 84Australia |
Haha, clever. Good write. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
pretty cool ![]() |
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Novus_Os Member
since 2010-07-21
Posts 115West Coast, USA |
a man trapped by logic when women are locked in emotion.. I know what you mean too well. On that note, well done. Very well done. Regards, Novus_Os Life is meant to be enjoyed, not just endured. |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
Nicely worded, if a bit gender stereotypical, and hopefully appreciated! I cannot, however, lose this wry humorous image of a young man sitting on a wood rail fence in cap and jeans, gazing to field and sky and then back to the lawn mower he has already worked up a sweat trying to start. |
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martiniat8 Senior Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 897Prague, Bohemia, Czech Republic |
lol @ easy! Boy, ain't that the truth? ![]() |
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