Open Poetry #50 |
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Tales From The Cabin That Smokes: Book Thirty-Two; Beating The Rugs On Both Sides... |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror ![]() |
Our own brave new world, a place where no one else knows our hearts’ or our ways Our own piece of ground that we can till, cultivate and sustain ourselves for all our days Our own peace of mind, not encumbered by the ways of others; their shortcomings, or their impositions of our time Our own thoughts, flailing free without the cares or struggles, no emotions to juggle between the laugh lines and the tears A place where no one knows our hearts’ ...or our ways ...just bein' Bluesy |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Sounds like Home Sweet Home to me ![]() |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Exactly, m'dear...exactly! ![]() ...just bein' Bluesy |
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Poet In Pink Senior Member Posts 1066 MI |
Couldn't ask for a better place ![]() |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
Aww! Thanks, Miss Pinky! ![]() ...just bein' Bluesy |
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