What is it?

What is it?

A Poem by Donald Meikle
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Comfort

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What is it about these threadbare shorts
bending and feeling the threat of further rips
To match the others that sport feathered edges in defiance
The empty pockets with waiting holes
The way they almost fit and yet
Was it last year or ten they needed patching?
They 're fit to knock about in with that holy tie die
The Dead's 95 Summer tour
What is it with these go aheads
with foot prints in the soles.
Why does every thing old fit so well?

© 2008 Donald Meikle


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Added on August 13, 2008

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Donald Meikle
Donald Meikle

Halifax, MA



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Liverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more..