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Corduroy Pants and Caps

How swiftly my thoughts fly now
  to corduroy pants and caps

Facing a howling northeaster
  whistles, the rally of hunting dogs
     ~ the pointer locked, stock-still

autumnchangeclothesdogfree verse

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Caren Krutsinger

September 3, 2021 at 11:51 AM

Well thought out and executed my friend.

CayCay Godwin

September 2, 2021 at 4:34 PM

Oh, but your write made me have to seriously think. Imagery with a sense of misty deep senses has made my evening swiftly rally. I have been gone from Soup for many months and am happy to be reading your short, poignant and grabbing poems again! Be well ... CayCay

Gershon Wolf

September 2, 2021 at 5:28 PM

Such a nice start to my evening to see your avatar pop up, CayCay. It's sure been a while... And then to receive the extra treat of a comment combining the best of erudition and emotion. Well, maybe too much for this elderly gent to handle at once. I'll have to give my rocker a real work-out tonight! lol. Thanks a million, CayCay. Joy forever. ~ Gershon