Open Poetry #34 |
Temper Tantrums |
DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Does the smell of burning food Tell you your sensers are working Does the wrong pan on the wrong heat Tell you deliberation Does I can get away with it Move more than The local police To frenzy Or a tantrum Stupid Aimed to produce a reaction To repeat To an old Aunt When you Are caught Dead to rights |
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Elan Member
since 2002-05-03
Posts 382State of Wide Eye |
This is a sad poem in the loss of so many things; age steals from us so inconspicuously that only those who love us well, deny our demise... or point to our fallacies... I hope that those who love me well, take my aging in stride... I think you tried, but had to call some shots and say, see, this is how it is. Not an easy job, ever. Yes, sir, your poem found a heart. |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
You found more is this than I thought. There were thoughts of my mother, but also my wife's friend of years, who lost her husband, had a bad fall and found the Social Security having her demonstrate she cook something and remember to turn the gas on, fire it, and turn it off when finished. I am a bit early for this kind of condition, but I am still reading the manuals. thanks dave |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
wow |
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froggy Senior Member
since 2003-06-23
Posts 1893Michigan |
I like this one Dave. It makes the mind think. :-) Within this heart you'll find love |
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