Richard Lamoureux Poet Rhyme

The Couch

What happens to old couches
We're not allowed to sit on
After the plastic is removed
And the flowered pillows are gone

The carpet was well used
From sitting on the floor
As a kid I would wonder
What are couches for

The living room now empty
I look inside and stare
How did it get it's name
If no one lives in there

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Gordon Mcconnell November 3, 2018 at 2:03 PM Fine piece Richard, good rhyme and flow. An interesting observation indeed, have blessed day, Gordon Richard Lamoureux November 4, 2018 at 10:00 PM Thanks Gordon.

Wendy Nipas October 31, 2018 at 2:02 PM Nice one. When you think of it, many things we're familiar with don't make sense, but somehow we make sense out of them just to give some kind of meaning to life. This is human nature at its best. Thank you Richard. Richard Lamoureux November 4, 2018 at 10:01 PM Thanks Wendy.

Casarah Nance July 2, 2014 at 8:05 AM Huh, Yep I can relate, my grandparents kept their house like a museum, it was sure strange to see everything gone after they passed on. Richard Lamoureux July 2, 2014 at 8:31 AM I think it was a common practice for a certain generation.

Irfana Ali Bhat October 29, 2012 at 2:15 AM nostalgic poem...we have carpeted floors and all of us sit on floors so there is no special place of anyone but ya there is a couch in the room where we welcome guests and kids r not allowed to sit there....as a kid i also used to wonder wts special about that room...:)) Richard Lamoureux October 29, 2012 at 2:36 PM Good thing we had carpet, those floors were pretty hard. The special part was the strange and wonderful people that inhabited our lives even if they chose not to sit in their special rooms.

Ilene Bauer October 28, 2012 at 2:02 PM nice one! one of my friends had a couch with the plastic covers and we kids were not allowed into that living room, which always looked so neat. at my house, which was a mess, we could sit anywhere. i used to wonder which way was better, but i liked the messy comfortable one and still do! Richard Lamoureux October 29, 2012 at 2:38 PM I like you prefer the Chaotic and used over the Pristine lonely places.