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AndyE

by AndyEGateshead, Tyne and Wear, England, UK

Jan 2012 367 Views 3 comments

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Author: AndyE

Time just makes me older
Never bolder,
Infrequently wiser...
Maybe a miser
with my love.

I refuse to think sensibly
it's me
a facet on a coarsely cut stone
so atone
but feel more at home? but how?

I can only be poetic
it's pathetic
I'm defeated.
My value's badly meted,
I'm defeated

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Posted: Jan 2012

About this poem:

Last one for today - maybe one or two more tomorrow - never mind, I'll run out soon :oP

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Comments (3)

Redex

RedexNorthumberland, England UKFeb 1, 2012

This one shows me you. When you run out, pick up an object not of the heart and see what you write. Could be a ball, or bird

Macduff5

Macduff5Newcastle, New South Wales AustraliaFeb 2, 2012

Hi Andy,

A nice poem mate. Older and infrequently wiser. Glad I'm not the only slow learner. Thanks for sharing.

AndyE

AndyEOPGateshead, Tyne and Wear, England UKFeb 2, 2012

Hi Redex... Dunno if a woman has ever said to me to go out and pick up a bird before...

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