Sourpuss

A Poem by Pete

There is absolutely no common sense, it is common non-sense. - Thoreau

People running through the streets in a surreal scene with raining lemons on Craiyon

it's raining lemons

turning my rust into steel

the ocean is bald

© 2024 Pete

Author's Note

"To be in company, even with the best, is soon wearisome and dissipating. I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude." - Thoreau

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Added on March 27, 2024
Last Updated on March 27, 2024

Author

Pete

Boston, MA

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I love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..