Friday, December 22, 2017

In the ornamental garden # Claine Keily 122

The chairs are now unfolded
before the black pond smooth
the mare heavy with heat
begins to swoon
friends sit aloofly
in the ornamental garden
they speak of buying carpets
there with the gravel driveway
looped around us
I show them my scars
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5 comments:

  1. Kerri Shying RDecember 22, 2017 at 4:05 PM

    this one sings out.

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  2. Claine KeilyDecember 22, 2017 at 4:11 PM

    Thanks Kerri. It is are to know how others receive my poems so the feedback is appreciated.

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  3. Kit KelenDecember 23, 2017 at 10:03 AM

    sounds like a fair exchange

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  4. Claine KeilyDecember 24, 2017 at 12:00 PM

    They seemed to think so. In fact they told me so!

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  5. jimDecember 25, 2017 at 8:46 AM

    Does a carpet fly, not without spirit, my ornaments are heavy, the meaning engraved

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