They spoke only to him, the fireman,
these three freckles,
and he flashed them to the world
in innocence
thinking they wouldn’t mind,
thinking they deserved fortune and fame...
Yes, they offered themselves to him,
and only him,
but he knew the world would be a better place
if they were only known...
To him they were the best of freckles
guiding beacons of lights, revealing the way
together, a heavenly constellation
for those mired in naïveté,
for those lost in inexperience,
for those trapped in innocence...
A way out, a way up, a way in;
so he wrote a passionate letter about them,
and it was published...
in return, they wrote a letter
about the fireman,
how he was theirs now,
how they had won his exclusive ownership
by virtue of allowing him to pass through their hallowed doors
and immerse himself in the treasures that they guarded...
and they described him,
in every minute detail,
in part out of revenge, it is true,
but in part that, hey, it may do the world some good
if he were only known...!
In a list
Please tell me what you think
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where were the freckles on him, or dare I ask?

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no, the freckles were on her...
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this has the power of a solar flare, the sunspotted passion of making and unmaking our worlds. hope. love. and faith. i would say your poem is bright with the trinity. you should find a contest for this and let others bask in the light. cheers! -silverfish


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This is sooo creative... I love it. Very funny. Three freckles who would think of something like that but you. Great job. I am glad that you shared this with us. FYI I have some prompts up in our topic board in the Friends of trekkergirl... some are firemen. You might want to look them over. Thanks again for sharing this lovely write.
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That... is damn.... hilarious...
I don't know how others will feel about it, but I love it.
Freckles lmao...
Well I'm off to bed now. Talk to you later the poet formerly known as wbiro.
(what a mouthful)


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mouthful... that would be the three freckles for you (lol)
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