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demure101
demure101
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No one notices her sitting
on the kerb against a lamppost
looking down the dirty tarmac,
     all alone –
there’s the far-off sound of laughter
on the breezy air of autumn
and it brings back faded faces,
     once her own
when the withered leaves were blowing  
and the sidewalks lay deserted  
and the dry October sun was  
     on the stone
and she’d walk in happy silence  
with her arms around her lover  
and they shared an inner laughter
     now long flown.

demure101
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erectus123erectus123about 11 years ago
very nice

well done -5

DawnJDawnJabout 11 years ago
You have such ease...

...with meter and rhyme. You are pretty incredible, my friend. The sad overtones of this poem are belied by its almost playful rhythm. At least she has her memories!

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