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I Have Long Ceased
by Philip F De Pinto
Freed or Pried
From the company you keep
I have long ceased
Or have I
Asking myself why
I sit here in the park alone
Or am I?
It is no great leap
To be freed or pried
From the company you keep
At hand at sea or in land
As finds you sitting alone
In the park
Or am I
That after a while I
Meld in so with its features
You think I am one of the critters
You have come here to feed
01/13/2015 Posted on 01/13/2015
Copyright © 2024 Philip F De Pinto
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/13/15 at 04:18 PM I might kindly name you "pine", a grand tree in any park, under whom many would love to sit or climb, in time. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Shaw on 01/13/15 at 10:23 PM I love Kristina's note and along that line, I am one of them there critters that feeds on YOUR lines you grand poo pine, the heap of which I hump a soft bed a pillow so to sleep to arise in time for more of your lines caress as feed the soul. |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/13/15 at 10:55 PM Catchy linguistic twists and turns, providing for an all round fun read, Phil. |
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