Kelli White Poet Free verse

Flannel

I sleep at night in your worn flannel shirt
You my love are ashes similar to dirt
A woven web we had of love and deceit
Kept hidden dark and deep
And still a space within my soul
Kept for you effervescently my whole
Far away once real and now a dream
White picket fence has lost its gleam
And when the flannel is worn and rot
I hope another love my soul has got
Patching holes and fixing frays
Memories of your meandering ways
A cursed romance from the start
Has left me with a broken heart
I sleep at night in your worn flannel shirt
You my love are ashes similar to dirt

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Daniel Turner May 15, 2018 at 9:57 AM Like you, I never understood which part of "forsaking all others" they didn't understand. One flannel shirt is as good as another, when it comes to pajamas:) Sad write dear friend. Kelli White June 12, 2018 at 8:26 AM Thank you Daniel.

Caren Krutsinger May 9, 2018 at 9:38 AM This is poignantly and tragically beautiful. A wonderfully written masterpiece, Kelli. Nice! Kelli White May 9, 2018 at 3:13 PM Ty very much Caren