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Open Poetry #14

Flames of Remembrance

theLadypoet
Member

since 2001-05-28

Posts 97
Or USA

0 posted 2001-06-08 06:42 PM

My father's naughehyde recliner was
the dusky, sudden pink of pale pigs.

          Hair-oil halo.
          Scrimshaw headrest.

He died in bed.

Richard did not weep. He hosed out
the husk that held our father's
few possessions.

Richard burned that old recliner in
       a
          greasy
              reluctant
                   fire.

Gasoline, hissing like snakes
took the place of tears.

"A woman is like a tea bag, you never know how strong she is until she gets in hot water..." Eleanor Rooevelt

angelswing
Senior Member

since 2000-02-10

Posts 705
United Kingdom

1 posted 2001-06-08 06:48 PM

Another great poem from you, I like your style a lot, the way you write is very trueful and to the point, I enjoyed reading it . Many thanks .
L.of.L. Tommy .
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'There is only a very thin line between genius and insanity, this is measured only on sucess; I am proud to be considered an under-achieving genius'.

Watersign6
Senior Member

since 2001-05-25

Posts 823
Hurricane,WV

2 posted 2001-06-08 08:23 PM

enjoyable read

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