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Open Poetry #47

Lost Souls Flea Market

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

0 posted 2011-11-27 07:17 AM

oh, be quiet my torn asunder
don't crawl from my dreadful
I'll ask not much of your buffet
all those goodies lined up like pies
a severed heart put back together
superglued with hope renewed
I think the unthinkable quest
will be cohesive to my shady

©November 25, 2011 / Jerry Pat Bolton

~*~ He did not wear his scarlet coat,
For blood and wine are red,
And blood and wine were on his hands
When they found him with the dead,--Wild

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Patricius

since 2009-10-10

Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere

1 posted 2011-11-27 09:40 AM

Love it, Love it, love it! Jerry, you never cease to amaze, my friend.

Lori

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

2 posted 2011-11-27 10:42 AM

Thank you.Thank you.Thank you, Lori.

~*~ He did not wear his scarlet coat,
For blood and wine are red,
And blood and wine were on his hands
When they found him with the dead,--Wild

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