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Stranger (Free verse) by Roisin The smoky dust cloud
Whips my eyes shut
Just in time.
I do not see you
Across from me
Buying a cheap bunch of carnations.
As I rub my stinging eyes
You pass me inconspicuously,
But drop a book
From your loaded worn bag.
It falls open at
The last page:
The bittersweet end of a
Melancholy romance.
Where two lovers lay dead,
Ruined by love.
Up the ladder:
Spider Spider (A Parody in Form)
Down the ladder:
he was scared.
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Posted: January 15, 2003 5:53 AM PST; Last modified: November 12, 2003 9:14 AM PSTWeighted score: 5.2086053 Overall Rank: 4439 The following users have marked this poem on their favorites list:
Comments:
Splendid.
Very interesting. Simple, with a hint of meta. I think I like.
Speaking of, perhaps there should be an "add this to your favorites" from the poem-vote page... 267 view(s)
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Pretty good poem!