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Free verse № 102359

Grandma in love

by Caducus

Member since 2002 · Posted 17 May 2004 · Edited 26 Oct 2004 · 4 comments

On grass silvered by dew I fell by your violets to pray, Everything old was shining in gold And you were anew As you soared to the sky in gray. From the urn I dusted my lips, Tasting you for one last time Forced to learn from all of this That you are no longer mine. Our love became wrinkled from happiness. Is this why I falter not to grief ? Maybe I prefer sadness When I sleep alone in our bed, Circled into an old mottled shape Like your unlaid wreath.

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4 comments

[6] titan69 17-May-04/1:14 PM Reply
you have a great way with words!
[10] edpeterson 26-Oct-04/11:36 AM Reply
a wicked and inspired jug solo
[10] edpeterson 26-Oct-04/11:38 AM Reply
i would suggest "new" in place of "anew"
also, "fall" in place of "falter"

a 10 anyway
[10] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 26-Oct-04/11:41 AM Reply
Intensely lewd, particularly the bit where you scoff your grandmother's remains.