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in eskers footsteps ....wait for a while

If I ever claim
that I understand
half of what Esker, Sir
you compose
then to the garbage bin of time
on its way to Mars
they will me quickly dispose

No one would ever know
what contains the bin
I, Lovedly would be aflame
and
the fragrance of poetry alone
will follow through
the dark and thin
They will incinerate me
in the far folds
beyond the horizon
the oasis
the desert sands
and
say you had the gumption
O demon
to voice
that Eskers alone
you rejoice
like it were you owned
the Niagara
all of it

The Queen
of the mist
the dark and dreary night
the rainbow light
well here all reading you will think
Lovedy too is out of mind
his poetry now leaves fragrance
as much as Esker's
but sorry folks it stinks
we all enjoy
only Esker's winks

don't we
I too

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i cleaned the rooms here..still do and mine
and did others..weighted too far ..rubber gloves
brush and cleaners acid based to break the
compounds down....like those that did for me
clean my hats..shirts...and I scrubbed shoes
on a milk crate while the crowd drifted in and
out..the traffic of need..then...my carnival
crowd i chummed with then for a summer..

lent for writing years later

the day was perfect..the clouds..breeze
friends....if all the dark of winter didnt get
you and your still alive Bravo
many didnt this year..sad
but
the rest keep on
trucking

i cleaned rooms..i remember the many vases
of dead flowers...a girl i knew got them
never watered them...a reflection on the
relationship
like a nova exploding in space
the light show after was it
the affect
another woman i knew loved the flowers
hanging them...bouqets of a sort
they are beautiful
i washed the vases and put them away
i scrub the floors on my hands knees
like any good sicilian grandmother would
a pride of ownership
keeps one humbled and in shape

i keep writing....and like my writing
of fiction and facts...this summer is
starting like all summers

loss and gain

mars..trip..my favourite saying

thank U loved

Mr Wolf!

a bow and a salute esker from
Loved & ly

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