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Printed from https://shop.writing.com/main/books/entry_id/671839-HeShe
by Joy Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 18+ · Book · Women's · #830415
a journal with poems written on the fly without much ado
#671839 added October 15, 2009 at 11:14am
Restrictions: None
He/She
She Let Her Garden Go

She let her garden go
to the weeds, rising
over her head,
to the moss and the mildew,
invading the stone walls,
as she sat among the reeds
because her world fell
for he just couldn't listen
to what she was saying.


Missed

He gave her the moon
then took it back
and hid it behind the clouds.
Poor fellow!
In the dark of the night,
he missed her curtsy
as she left for good.

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