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 Sep 2014 Rosie Dee
Marie-Chantal
And
And the petals they cried.
And each of us sighed
As we looked at the sky
And we hoped to get by.

And the rest of them tried
As none of us lied
And though they worried and spied
They would never get by

And as the tears, they did fall
I would do nothing but call
For my petals to heal
And their small tears to feel

I could see through your fog
A deep grey black smog
And the pink petals flew
trailing behind you

And they whispered My Dear
Almost too quiet to hear
We will always be here


And the tears disappear.
This is about friendship  (I think)
 Sep 2014 Rosie Dee
Mark Ball
Let Us
 Sep 2014 Rosie Dee
Mark Ball
Let us listen to love songs
And pretend they are about us.
Let us have nothing to do
And not make a fuss.

Let us confuse each other
With an advance and retreat,
And at the end of the night
Let us not be complete.

Let us talk lovingly,
One on one.
Let us not in large groups,
As I am no fun.

Let us never know
How the other one feels;
But perhaps one day,
Over wine and take-away meals.
My second sappy love poem of the day. Criticism appreciated.
 Sep 2014 Rosie Dee
Mark Ball
Promising words not
Followed by action is like
*** without the attraction-
******* useless.
 Sep 2014 Rosie Dee
Mark Ball
I gather friends like I do books-
Some for their beautiful composition
And Artistry,
Some for common philosophy,
Some for intellectual or
Artistic stimulation,
And others for the warmth of nostalgia they bring.

The rest,
I plan to donate to the charity shop.
No rhyme, for a change. Criticism welcome as usual

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