Looking for
something else
I found an old photo—
What a trick
it would be to slip
back into life,
especially
my own.
.
Oh that a want
would just come
when called,
like an obedient dog,
not some
senile, pissy cat.
.
Or was it I
was meant to sit
and stay?
The whole time
I thought I was
out there taming things.
.
This air is just too stale
for remembering—
the sky loosing
its gloss to dusk,
the streetlamps
illumining,
another day
closing like a door.
OPTIONAL POETRY 
Damn good!
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Er, I know that wasn’t very deep. Just an honest reaction. Damn good! Go a couple days without reading one of your poems, it’s always good to get back here and find one.
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Certainly a welcome reaction– thanks!
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Looking at a picture a picture you could tell a whole story!
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worth a thousand words! 🙂
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Every picture has a hidden story and message. It depends on each persons perspective and outlook! Feel free to comment,share, and etc to our posts
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Everyone has there own interpretation and perspective on the meaning behind a picture.
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“Oh that a want / would just come / when called…” I, too, wish it were so, but lately it seems that even my dogs ignore my pleas. 🙂
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I know how that goes!
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