Open Poetry #49 |
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A normal day |
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ponderthepoetorrsx Member
since 2011-06-25
Posts 284U.S , Ca |
Alarm clock rings Headache stings. Showers cold Soul is sold. Goes to work, Eats pork. Drinks beer At the pier, Shambles home, All alone. Passes by, Her window high. On the couch, A broken man, Tears appear, He can not steer He drifts to sleep, Nightmares creep. While Paul his friend reports the news. Richard |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Been there. Done that. Except I didn't have Paul and friend chatting on the tube. ~*~ All that we send into the lives of others comes back into our own. ~*~ |
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ponderthepoetorrsx Member
since 2011-06-25
Posts 284U.S , Ca |
I've never been there |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
good for you |
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ponderthepoetorrsx Member
since 2011-06-25
Posts 284U.S , Ca |
Yes i suppose so but i can empathize |
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