Open Poetry #16 |
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First Frost |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
There’s a boiler down the hall, That heats us one and all, But lacks the spark to fire, Now the cold comes creeping in, No heat for it to send; It’s warmth is my desire. Although just one of many, I have no company, Plumbing doesn’t talk at all, The whistle has departed, It’s how last year started, Just making another call. Gloom |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
does that mean you want some company?..just teasing...'tis cold...but then again that gives something to warm up... ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
to many people left in the cold... |
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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Thank you, Nakdthoughts & Zinsser, For taking the time to read and respond. Gloom |
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sunshinemist Senior Member
since 2001-09-29
Posts 595Fl. sunshines early mist |
Get out those blankets! ![]() ~enjoyed~ smiles ~Marie~ |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
FIRST FROST, MEANS......CUDDLE ALERT!!! ![]() ~I've loved you forever, in lifetimes before.~ |
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