Open Poetry #13 |
Couch For Sale |
Masked Intruder
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Senior Member
since 1999-05-23
Posts 1231Near golden sunsets |
Flying through curves tighter Than Professor Snape's smile And blasting through gaps That shouldn't even allow a Nimbus 2000 To slide through with all it's tines intact Wind tears streaking down my chill reddened cheeks Blindingly annoying until blinked away Tussled hair flipping back and forth In an uncharacteristic frenzy of to and fro White knuckled as only a set of hands Too caught up in the moment To even think about letting go can be It's hard to set down the book To plunder the over filled closet In search of an old wizard hat and broomstick And leave the well-used couch behind To explore new ideas |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
Interesting poem, but I'm not sure if I understood. Joyce |
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Ryan Member
since 1999-06-10
Posts 297Kansas |
Well, I guess maybe if you sold the couch, then you might be able to work one less week this summer. Or something. Wait, do you even own a couch? Didn't think so. Hehe. Ryan "ah, little girls make shadows on the sidewalk shorter than the shadow of death in this town--" - Jack Kerouac |
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Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
An excellent way of telling us to read more, and enjoy the expansion of our minds. |
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