Open Poetry #49 |
Too Long |
Redstart Senior Member
since 2014-05-16
Posts 535 |
Too long the nights, too crass the sprites that danced to Bacchus blush. Cerebral touch, evading clutch, leaves only busted flush. To wipe the slate? To close the gate? Nothing to recall? No, let it lie, they can't deny, he painted warts and all. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
You betcha! When you "wipe the slate" and "close the gate" what else is there to do but send those "warts and all." I loved this short, to the damn point poem, Redstart. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
If it's warts and all no one can say it isn't honest... |
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Redstart Senior Member
since 2014-05-16
Posts 535 |
Thanks, J. And thanks, Elizabeth. As for honesty: I'd have asked Sir Peter Lely to paint me naked, and trust me: No eye would ever want to suffer the indignity of that little number. x |
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