Wednesday, July 10, 2019

Rob Schackne #973 - "Leave a bottle on a bench"
















              
                Leave a bottle on a bench
                it rattles as I walk away
                it knows it's not alone
                I then lock my door
                leaving the key inside
                how can that even happen
                the thing I forgot was there
                and what day was it
                listening to the angels
                whisper to their shells
                where are you now
                what did I miss

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4 comments:

  1. Fran CarletonJuly 10, 2019 at 8:58 PM

    Ohh... this made me think of my Muv. (your eyes are leaking)

    Expect an After

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    1. Rob SchackneJuly 10, 2019 at 9:45 PM

      Dear Fran, It's a strange creature, but I'm glad it resonated so strongly.

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    2. Fran CarletonJuly 11, 2019 at 4:41 PM

      'Whisper to their shells' triggered a memory. I'm not sure it's made for a good poem, but I'm sure you'll let me know :)

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    3. Rob SchackneJuly 12, 2019 at 11:07 PM


      a memory
      triggered
      a good poem
      makes for a gun

      :)

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