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That Grey

. Let me ruminate a minute and pose for the portraiture The sylph whisking about me in my dreams fluttering about She kissed me on my cheek she put a mirror to my face Yes it was I with auburn hair with auburn beard Remember when I focused... on that grey

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L'Nass Shango

Date: 5/20/2009 10:48:00 AM

The subject of the personal personality gives your mind wings ... some in there inspires and enriches you ... you can write too much in this area to delight a reader without end ... great write!

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 5/16/2009 6:01:00 AM

yes i remember in the other poem you focused on grey hair,sometimes we try to see reflections of people we dont see through the mirrors of our minds,this time its brownish red hair and brownish red beard,younger feeling in this poem,still the grey seems to be always somewhere floating around,maybe representing a mature person?did i get it,trying too read my friends minds through verses is difficult at times when they have such intelligence,i love your style here--cheers;-)

James Peranteau
Date: 10/12/2023 5:02:00 PM

you nailed it dear poet ;)

Jack Reed

Date: 5/16/2009 5:49:00 AM

Its time for a shave.. and you might get lucky.. if thats your wife.. I like your style.. your friend in Poetry JackReed3...