Open Poetry #49 |
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A Toast |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana ![]() |
Here's to a home, from it I ran, And to the wicked life of mine, To solitude and loneliness, Here's to you, ah, may you be fine. I raise my glass to lips n'er kissed, And the eyes that warmed our love so, To our tête-à-tête; course we did, I loved it when I made you glow. ©July 7, 2016 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
Beautiful! |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you, katahdin . . . ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Ari Squire Member Posts 488 In The Phallus Lane |
***Clink*** Loving Linny Jean is poetry. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Clunk right back atcha! Thanks Ari . . . ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Redstart Senior Member
since 2014-05-16
Posts 535 |
Yae could pit that intae words o' the Scottish bard, and hee'd keep yae close, neebsy. A touch of Lousiana meets Rabbie Burns. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Hah! I ear you, Redstart! ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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