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Half Went September
Half went September, with a pocketful of dreams,
and now October with little pouting clouds waiting
to cry, leaving a tinted rainbow humming a carousel.
Now in memories remembering bus tokens and
steam locomotion and a pocketful of lyrics looking
for marigolds. Half went September.
and now October with little pouting clouds waiting
to cry, leaving a tinted rainbow humming a carousel.
Now in memories remembering bus tokens and
steam locomotion and a pocketful of lyrics looking
for marigolds. Half went September.
Published 10th Sep 2023
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10th Sep 2023 4:47pm
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10th Sep 2023 6:15pm
Thank you. It came out better than I thought it would. I try not to overthink a poem. Does that make sense?
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11th Sep 2023 2:47pm
Before we know it, time has moved on. Your superb, somewhat reflective write has that feel about it, to me. 😊
11th Sep 2023 2:57pm
