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i see books; read people
by Charlie Morgancame in early, caught my bookshelf talking;
seems an angel on top started it all.
by 9:30 all had settled, though, still some
mumbles were heard through closed pages.
dipping my cupped hands in future's cool spring,
i am able to pull out tomorrow; of course a few
drippings of the 5th. grade were still hanging on
by the threads of my harlequin romance novels.
yawning, the morning stretches until lunch.
has its way; gets full then becomes afternoon.
outside my door i hear them knit one, purl two,
stitching threads of their hurting lives.
10/31/2007 Posted on 10/31/2007
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/31/07 at 05:15 PM love it, love it, love it - this knitted shawl I shall wrap around myself again and again... |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 10/31/07 at 05:16 PM Very good Charlie. My books keep asking to be returned to the library! But yours are obviously more settled and mature than mine. |
| Posted by Jody Pratt on 12/30/11 at 07:54 AM I'll second what Kristina said. |
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