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And You

by David Maurice

And you,
there with lilac underlip
arced fizzing

And you,
downtrodden, bedridden,
under the mattress
for a change

And you,
tense with the hour
easy with minutes
seconds escaping
through and through

And you,
dreamt on a whim
left on a limb
curled in a bow
high on a bough


Author's Note: for Emma

Posted on 11/04/2012
Copyright © 2021 David Maurice

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 11/07/12 at 04:06 PM

there is a lovely cadence and view to these stanzas enough to entice further musings.

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