sometimes i manage to get out of my own way...


Pulls And Pokes

Hearing you talking
I joined the bespoke jostling needed
To get out of your world weary way.
I had to to halt my footsteps however
As I heard someone softly say
"Go home and enjoy that blessing
That you call a free mind
And expect the worst of things."
Now I'm waiting with the worst
For all that tomorrow brings.

Oh where are you
So salubriously due
To my affectionate
Pulls and pokes.




Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-01-20 at 00:40

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