Personal Ad Update

By bosch

Fri, 23 Mar 2018
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My sexuality still won't let me

Alone, drives me to smart,

Erratic women.  When I think

Of aging, I think of the  Greek

Poet Seferis, calling a blood clot

A beautiful little ruby

On his brain.  No longer

The post-divorce rented rooms,

A two-story white house,

Woods, beds of purple azaleas.

The Friedlaenders hung.

A blue jay, on a branch, just off

My porch.  2012--2019,

Seven years, I´ve lived alone.

Certificate PG
Poem

Comments

Submitted by Pat G on

Gemstone lines, from ruby to pink. Lots of reflections in the facets. And I love the saucy eyes.

Submitted by bosch on

Pat G:  thanks for your good comment. yes, colors everywhere. i first ran across saucy eyes in the beautiful face of my ex-wife. and not a drop to drink. Swep