#24 - a tale grave and watery by Linda Fuller she calls him marco her joy, her sorrow he calls her polo his rich man’s game she paddles toward the sound of his voice marco polo he’s moved it seems she changes course midstream marco polo he’s done a one-eighty her frustration peaks she peeks he’s blowing bubbles in a mermaid’s cocktail she drowns her sorrow 01/24/2011 Author's Note: Poem-a-Day January 2011 #24 Posted on 01/25/2011 Copyright © 2024 Linda Fuller Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/25/11 at 05:06 PM Ha! Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)