| Open Poetry #3 |
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Father -in-law in Glass |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California
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Dust coats the rafters and paints the glass smile of a man soft and gray His cheeks are pink his eyes blue he is young He had fallen into wrinkles when I knew him and there was no shine across his forehead His blue eyes had folded I never thought that the man I knew could be in blossom with such color As I looked at him before the years and death had touched him I saw his son and mourned |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
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This is absolutely beautiful, Martie! I loved it! ------------------ Denise |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Very descriptive, nicely written ![]() ------------------ Alis volat propriis |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Well done,enjoyed this much! ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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