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Gracie -- I think.

Thought I filed her
in the drawer,
third one down
I thought,

in amongst the
clutter of things
I should have ought,

Her name is lost
to reason
many seasons
past and gone,

Though her face--

her face is
emblazoned on

this evening setting sun.

Obi.

About This Poem

Last Few Words: ah well.

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: int'topfield, GBR

Favorite Poets: Felix Dennis, Brian Bilston,

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Comments

Geezer

Geezer

3 years 5 months ago

A simple...

little poem that lets one enter the realm of your private thoughts. Nice job! I wonder who Gracie is?
~ Geez.
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Ray Whitaker

Ray Whitaker

3 years 5 months ago

Like this

“In the drawer
Third one down,
I think”

Masterful in drawing the reader in right away!

Love the imagery of having too many things in the file cabinet…