Open Poetry #38 |
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Knock, Knock |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Knock, knock. Go away! No one is home! She packed up drove to Montana or some place quiet. Maybe Indiana to wander through corn fields listening to crows and the whisper of the wind's secrets. Maybe she went maybe ... Does anyone know or care ... Knock, knock. Go away. She is gone. You might see her behind that wall if you peek over the top and down to the left I think she is hiding in the iris or are those delphinums I don't know She waters them with her tears I think. ... She doesn't know how much we care ... Knock, knock Go away. No I have a key I am here at your side holding you reaching through that small crack in your wall. ... I love you you know ... aziza |
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poettothecars Senior Member
since 2006-02-10
Posts 1093New Zealand |
well expressed a poet who cares |
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artexeres Member
since 2006-08-01
Posts 156south africa |
knock knock, they open to goodwill which is the hearts release, which shines and burns and flashes forth, in surpasing them??? a lovely write for me thank you. |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
This is beautiful. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
aziza....To open the door is a choice we all must make, eh? ![]() |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Thank you all and so true, Martie. |
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