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First Conversation

Today, I am finally prepared not to miss that call Sweeping rose petals off the deck, carried in my pocket, house phone Anticipating the sound of the voice- first conversation!

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Lynette Chachere

Date: 6/10/2010 1:29:00 PM

sounds like a waiting for love(: & congrats to you, as you deserved with this sweet sijo. ~Always&Forever Lynette

Daniel Cwiak

Date: 6/9/2010 9:13:00 AM

Congrats on your win in the contest with this interesting write! Dan C

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 6/9/2010 7:00:00 AM

Congratulations Audrey on your win in the "Sijo" contest by Rick Parise. Love, Carol

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 6/8/2010 7:47:00 PM

Congrats BBF on your HM in the Sijo contest with this awesome write ..knew it earlier when read.. enjoy your special honor .. eye surg went very well ..am allowed one hour on comp tonight.. more tomorrow.. your BBF "Sweetheart"

Joyce Johnson

Date: 6/8/2010 7:45:00 PM

This leaves us hanging and that is the beauty of a good sijo. Congratulations. Love, Joyce

Rick Parise

Date: 6/8/2010 7:18:00 PM

Very nice Audrey , I enjoyed it !!Congrats on your H.M. in my contest~Rick

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 6/7/2010 3:04:00 PM

What a beauty Audrey BBF and good luck in Rick's contest... a creative idea too.. lovely words from a lovely lady .. your BBF .. "Sweetheart"

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 6/7/2010 10:20:00 AM

I see the weekend brought a lot of inspiration to all PoetrySoup Poets. I enjoyed reading your poetry today Audrey. Love, Carol

Dr.Ram Mehta

Date: 6/7/2010 5:02:00 AM

A nice Sijo well expressed

Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 6/6/2010 9:54:00 PM

That first voice we hear can set the tone for the rest of our day. And if you live alone, you don't want to miss calls. I carry my phone outside with me too, Audrey. Such a sweet reflection to end my evening. Love, Carolyn