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Poetic Blue Justice (Free verse) by Dovina

He carried a placard, handicap blue for use when parking’s tough He could walk a mile with a heavy load but why, when he had that sign? Then, in a wreck, he lost a leg can still drive, but cannot walk Thin wheels turn in his leather gloves from the back of the lot to the front Past cars in blue slots signs hanging from mirrors He carries a placard, handicap blue for use when parking’s tough

Prince of Void 3-Jan-09/9:09 AM
The beauty of your poem is that it's beautifully simple and It's just great




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