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The red paint on our deck is now peeling,
And the swing is rotting away on rusty screws.
Chirp, chirp chirp.

Hello, magnificence that was forgotten.
Hello.

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KOLKOREKOLKOREover 16 years ago
The poetic eye has not forgotten…

Thank you LeBroz for retrieving such a magnificent "pure poetry"(don't ask me for definitions) for us from the archives!

LeBrozLeBrozover 16 years ago
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This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 36,000 poems.

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Bill DadaBill Dadaabout 18 years ago
Hello

So much said with so few words. Very nice.

ty,bd

steve portersteve porterover 18 years ago
and somewhere in Mississippi...

theres a bottle of Old Grandad's and an ancient magnolia tree wilting in the heat...thanks.

AnonymousAnonymousover 18 years ago
love the length and potency of your poems

last two lines make this poem universal, an ethereal ceiling built upon the concrete base of the beginning set up.

the chirping I could live without

stick around, we are waiting for what is next...

annaswirls

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