Open Poetry #49 |
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Fire in the Hole |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana ![]() |
last night it rained until morning a thin rain with a gusty wind I awake with a slight headache cheap California burgundy hangover I speak to her as she opens the blinds for the blinding sun to enter the room have you gone crazy? I ask she leaves the room humming to herself soon I smell bacon cooking smells good and I’m starving it was a wild night trying to put out her fire I feel like Superman ©March 9, 2014 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~*~ Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age.--James Joyce ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
You'd of had to of been to get Lois Lane to fry you bacon! heh heh! Lori ![]() |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you Lori. Silly me. Never thought of Lois Lane. Just goes to show you . . . |
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