Open Poetry #26 |
cashing in the chips |
Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
with all the paralysis in the world focused on my greenbacks I dug into the cookie jar and gathered all my IOU’s started ringing bells eventually things began to arrive and I ended up bettered stocked that if I had gone completely mastercard cuban rum tongue tabs half a liter of 1986 red the services of a rubio who kindly reminded me of the many nights in the kitchen at the Brooks Ave. house reading poetry and shouting into the early hours of our alarm clocks we lie there, under the velvet touch dancing through the aisles of that summer now 4 years past the fan oscillates the ice dissipates inside the glass the remainder of the night passes without much ado after looking through those old photo albums the present doesn’t stand much of a chance |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is such a sad poem but wonderfully written Cold hands means a warm heart |
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MinisterJoe New Member
since 2002-05-20
Posts 8Texas |
You have some wonderful concrete imagery that works with the memories in this. Very much appreciated. "My center is giving way, my right is in retreat; situation excellent. I shall attack." Ferdinand Foch - Battle of the Marne |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
I like the way you strung this together; some beads rough cut, some polished to perfection, all gems, all matched to fit togther. Great. Thank you for sharing it. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I'm becoming a fan |
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