Capture fleeting moments with
sadly misshapen words;
It is an effort that tickles my muse,
but not my fancy.
In my musical isolation,
humanity trickles through
Laughs,
Tantrums,
Living this brief second in eternity
A bubble-gum blue ice cream
catches my eye
The child looks at me and grabs his mothers hand
Gone: Down isles of niceties
He looks back- Fredrico of Fredricos' Deli
Kind eyes
Gray hair
Big ears
Everything you could ever want in a grandpa -
Customers arrive, and he turns away.
My life is moving on...
End chapter twenty-two
Begin twenty-three
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Very dwelling. I liked it. The reflection was appealing, and made me smile. I guess, when you look back on your happiest memories, you-for me- get this feeling of longing in your stomach, and silently say to yourself, "Can I have another day like that?" I like this poem a lot. It was just so well composed. I enjoy your poems.
~With all due respect,
Kookies.
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Oooo, I like this reflection on life, it is so well done and so uniquely composed; I like the way it gently tells of yourself as you reflect upon others in the journey of time.
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