Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
left-footPoems
A companion poem to: When Love Grows Old [1] a differing perspective, liking the eye opening view this occluded, cloudy closed Saturday, a morning gray, early days, it comes with opportunities aplenty & new word combinations in a new world awaiting a Magellan I spy discoverer, and we two have more than 150 years existence tween us and that makes me grin, because I anointed her to a new position yesterday: Chief Technology Officer the very expensive machine that supplies us with energizing fresh plasma, clean blood invigorating, without which we could nary drag our antiquated bodies to the next day, got on the phone, dialed an 800 number, stuck het hand deep into it's gizzard innards, and released the machina from it looping flashing display of displaying its non-cooperation and its message that It was unwell, abd she operated, and made out coffee machine well again snd gave us this Sabbath, a reason to be thankful having righted this left footed poet to a younger poet boy~man again, a gain!
0
Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 8:34 AM UTC
When love grows young
A companion poem to: When Love Grows Old [1] a differing perspective, liking the eye opening view this occluded, cloudy closed Saturday, a morning gray, early days, it comes with opportunities aplenty & new word combinations in a new world awaiting a Magellan I spy discoverer, and we two have more than 150 years existence tween us and that makes me grin, because I anointed her to a new position yesterday: Chief Technology Officer the very expensive machine that supplies us with energizing fresh plasma, clean blood invigorating, without which we could nary drag our antiquated bodies to the next day, got on the phone, dialed an 800 number, stuck het hand deep into it's gizzard innards, and released the machina from it looping flashing display of displaying its non-cooperation and its message that It was unwell, abd she operated, and made out coffee machine well again snd gave us this Sabbath, a reason to be thankful having righted this left footed poet to a younger poet boy~man again, a gain!
[1] https://hellopoetry.com/poem/5032500/when-love-grows-old/
#leftfootpoet#when#love#grows#young#nml
left-foot
Written by
left-foot
Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 8:34 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem