Open Poetry #37 |
Wish |
DejaEntendu Member
since 2005-12-06
Posts 82Pennsylvania |
I walked down to the old theatre, in hopes of a tune, to spark a memory, bring back a friend, Please. When I arrived, the only site found- vacant seats, stench of mahogany, not what I had in mind. |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
We re-visit old because we feel we need to It is never what is was because, neither are we Dave |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
excellent write...because we can relate to the desire to reminisce and because you painted good imagery...you lead us to that same conclusion each time we try it...loved it! |
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DejaEntendu Member
since 2005-12-06
Posts 82Pennsylvania |
Thanks for the comments. I'm glad you could relate. Great point bodger, it is diffrent because we've changed as well, but sometimes, missing what was can leave you so empty, which is what I was trying to express. |
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