Say It Ain'T So

Who’d hire Rielle as a turn on?
A lawyer turned word artist con
What—the wife’s not dead?
That fox Hunter in bed
Knows Senator Edwards as John
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Duncan Avatar
April 22, 2017 at 10:14 PM
I remember senator Edwards. I see you read my Spread My Wings, :)
Beaufort Avatar
April 23, 2017 at 7:19 AM
Yes, I did read it. I am methodically reading all your work that I didn't see before. This is going to take some time, but it is nice to see you make a transition several years ago. Of course, your comments here are very welcome. That particular poem of yours was very encouraging. For all, there is a time to move forward after mourning.
Dietrich Avatar
November 17, 2012 at 2:07 PM
Hey, have you ever considered doing a clerihew? My friend Gwen and I are going to try to do an anthology of clerihews in the future. right now we are just scoping out all the good ones here at Soup. I have over 50 from here and am gathering more from friends. TRY a few . I think you would do well with them. they are a bit like limericks.
Beaufort Avatar
July 3, 2015 at 4:11 PM
Andrea, I am not really a versatile poet like you. I just express my anger and frustration as simply as I can. I might try something new here if I can ever retire and devote more time to it, but the expense of living makes that seem almost impossible. It's funny, but I am only responding to your comment 2.5 years later. Just happened to be here looking at somethings I wrote.
Dietrich Avatar
November 17, 2012 at 2:06 PM
Not sure of the names in this one, but I know of Senator Edwards and I love that final line.
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