Open Poetry #28 |
I-495 |
WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon |
I still remember the warmth the heat, the sweat of close to you in New York City.. I remember the lights along 495 below, to the right the video peddlers in the night., air too heavy and I, too much too little in love with you.. Stuck in the box on wheels for two what I want is remembrance of you.. the stale to disappear stars to reappear outside the window along 495.. remembrance of love alive. WhiteRose 08/16/03 |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Keep that memory alive girl. I loved this poem. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Dear Rose of White, it's wonderful to see you again. This is like Welcome Home Week! So many of our Pip friends have come back! This is marvellous! Memories such as this, can be enjoyed over and over again! No one can take them away from us! Linda |
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bklynboy Senior Member
since 2002-12-15
Posts 660florida |
The L.I.E.....I have so many memories of it. Traffic too long, construction never ending, the city at the end of the tunnel. Thanks for the write |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
the L.I.E. longest parking lot in the country......... god, bboy you remind me too this is a memory here white rose |
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