Old Man is Comin'
A Poem by icaros13
When the old man Knocks on my door I'll open up And shake his hand Then follow him Across the moor 'Cause I won't live here Anymore
© 2012 icaros13
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Just playin around...
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Not bad, I'm sure the old man is off in his corner... rolling his eyes with a smirk...
Posted 2 Years Ago
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. when the old man ... knocks on my door ... i'll say "just hang on for a moment, i've got one more poem to post before i go" ... just playin' around ... :) ...
Posted 13 Years Ago
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Yes, it might be just the result of some playing around with words, but the effect is quite curious :) I like it best when my poetry comes with a certain dose of nonsense and eeriness!
Posted 13 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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even if you are just playing around, I really like it. The simplicity
and honesty & the very strong lovely vision of crossing the moors
of finality.
Posted 13 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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Added on March 19, 2012
Last Updated on March 23, 2012
Author
icaros13Kansas, OK
About
For we have thought the larger thoughts
And gone the shorter way.
And we have danced to devil's tunes,
Shivering home to pray;
To serve one master in the night,
Another in the day.
..I do love.. more..
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