Best Bric A Brac Poems

If you found a fragment of an ancient Greek vase in sand on the edge of the surf, you can find as well all the others, provided that you have an eternity.

A time;
a sea;
salty and warm surf's hands, sorting through a treasure,
gifts from who knows...

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Once within these very walls farmers woke at dawn.
The field was full of vegetable, the cows were in the barn.
Life was full of chicken clucks, and Mother's who could darn,
bales of hay stacked within but, all of that's withdrawn.

Within my walls, my embrace, I hold...

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Humpback
Blackjack



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on October 29, 2017 for contest ONE FOOTLE ONLY sponsored by JUDY KONOS...

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The bric-a-brac shop waits on Rue Nationale.
In a sleepy French town.
It opens at ten,
And closes at one,
Till three.
Then on till seven in the evening.
Madame opens the shutters
Before going to feed her little dog,
Hettie. 
Hettie's toenails clip clop on the ceramic tiles.
Madame feeds her green beans...

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