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I wrote three poems "Two Windows" "The Bridge"(a two line poem in the center of the other two) and "Thomas Gordon". The three unite to create one shape poem in the shape of the letter H. This write was inspired by and is written for a hugely important person in my life. I hope this poem like a prayer reaches the ears of the universe and may it bounce back with positive results.

The Scarlet Letter H
Two Windows The Bridge Thomas Gordon
You could tell, He was an older man
You knew, With a nice smile.
One beside the other. He was always
They were, dressed Impeccably dressed,
In sheer outfits... Impeccably groomed.
One beige, One tan So when it happened,
Both stripped When everyone
identically. Heard it happened,
They had, they have, They were shocked.
Identical panes. His peers liked him,
Every moment His peers respected
Of every day Him. His demeanour
They looked at, Never changed.
The same identical The company was
Outdoor scene. Downsizing.
Every moment Thomas Gordon was
Of every day Deemed redundant.
They looked at, He gathered
The same identical His belongings
Indoor scene. Left immediately,
I suppose Without a word to
one could say Anyone. thirty five
At least one was, Years of his life
It takes a clear thought - a 360% forensic inspection
A battle well fought, to get to an accurate conclusion
At least one is, Ended abruptly. The
Redundant. But, Next day everyone
If you looked deeper Read about him on
These two identical The front page of the
Windows Newspaper. He was
Were, are far from, Trending on the
Redundant. Internet. so when it
When you opened Happened when
Both windows Everyone heard...
And only when He did not go
BOTH were opened Directly home.
An amazing On that fateful day
phenomenon occurred Thomas Gordon ran
A natural, soothing, Into a burning home.
Refreshing, necessary, He saved two lives
Breeze, filled the room. Without a thought
Oxygen to breathe For his own welfare.
They were, They are Apparently
Two windows. Mr. Gordon
Identical?- Yes! Was anything
But redundant?..., BUT redundant.
September 4 2015
Armand
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2015
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