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HAVE WE STARTED AGAIN?

December 19, 2013

Let me know what you think of this slightly avant-garde poem. 🙂

Starting out in my youthful bloom
I had but a plate, and bowl, and spoon.
I paid my dues
I made my way
I worked so hard to scrimp and save
Greedy for all of life’s wonderful wastes
I married a man too quickly in haste
We acquired together all means as to whether
To weather the troubling storm.
A home with heavy door—
To prevent the wind and cold…
But these things—
–got old.
Finally I could see
so different were we (and I guess it could’ve just been me)
When even all of our fanciful things
Couldn’t bring happiness, or an absence of pain.
To this lackluster life, his abundant disdain.
So I left—pulled the plug—called it quits…
Get the drift?
Four years followed, with court trials endless
Broke (not broken); and never friendless!
Back to the start, Complete with my heart—
Finally at peace, in my small rented room
Grateful at last, for plate cup and spoon.

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One Comment leave one →
  1. December 20, 2013 4:14 pm

    As always…our creative, winsom DEB! Love you!

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