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weather poem part 12: a dream (Other) by nypoet22
Everyone mentions the weather, grey and faceless; searching for the shrink's office, he knows without looking that it has passed nine, and though his appointment was made for eight he muses that they might forgive when he arrives. Walking off an unnamed highway exit he stops to ask for directions, unfazed that his car has disappeared. And the only soul to ask is a dingy old woman wielding a metal mallet, which she lays on the ground with a muffled word: you got to squeeze all the beauty you can outta this life 'cause it ain't comin' back.

Up the ladder: Reincarnation
Down the ladder: No One But You

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Arithmetic Mean: 4.5
Weighted score: 4.976287
Overall Rank: 8260
Posted: September 8, 2006 3:25 AM PDT; Last modified: September 8, 2006 3:25 AM PDT
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[9] Dovina @ 12.72.45.68 | 10-Sep-06/6:38 PM | Reply
Now that I've read parts 9-11 of your weather series, I see how this can be a great ending, especially the last verse.
[n/a] nypoet22 @ 70.149.108.240 > Dovina | 10-Sep-06/9:10 PM | Reply
interesting thought. i hadn't planned on ending it here, though this is as yet the last of the series. the initial goal was to fill an entire journal with weather poems and condense later.
[9] Dovina @ 12.72.43.12 > nypoet22 | 11-Sep-06/7:31 AM | Reply
At least you're posting current stuff, not stuffy stuff from past glory. I like that.
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