Open Poetry #30 |
The Phone Number |
DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Searching for months and she said “yes” Didn’t sleep well I can recall Met John for lunch Advice, he’s got a bunch Bought the latest smells Got strange looks from the office girls Shower so much I’m red Green gel on my bed Yellow flashing on my back Like a Tiger on the prowl Guts gone home Prefers a sack Gotta go, can’t tell the boys I chickened up With all my toys In the cab the neon sign Said “shut his mouth”, you’re doing fine Or holding place So it seemed She stood me up Thank the world for that Quick escape When on my back A ratatatatat I slowly turned Seeing humour Slowly yearned Then she laughed And slowly spurned You are sure you Want to learn I nodded Heart between my teeth This is the number No repeat That is the number that I dialled Put the one in front, she smiled |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Smiles! I love the scenes racing through your mind and on the page ... Love, Margherita |
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wintertao Member
since 2003-11-17
Posts 366Okaloosa Island, FL |
sweet!!! Yes these two poems would make a good combo eh' Dave |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Thanks Wintertao I had forgotten about this one buried in my poems filed folder until I read yours but I was worried you would think I was competing. Dave |
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