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 Posted: Wed Dec 20th, 2006 07:32 am
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blackjohnnie
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There she stood

a step above

the cobble stone street

all in black,

bare feet.

 

Peering out

over the great wooden

frame looming

over her

all of these years.

 

Still

a hand clinching

the faux crystal knob,

the other

gasping for air

like a dying fish.

 

The petal less flowers,

a frozen puddle,

all the signs of a

palpable winter

save the birds chirping

and the knocks

at the door

she alone

hears.

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 Posted: Wed Dec 20th, 2006 02:46 pm
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timmy
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Emily Dickinson?  Eleonor Rigby?  Ms. Walters? (she lived down the street when I was a kid.  Wire fenced yard. 35ish. Came out once in a blue moon in ripped, worn PJ's to yell at someone.  Summer or winter, didn't matter.  We could never figure out at whom she was yelling.  She crooked her finger at me once. I think she was inviting me.  Pretty woman, at least to a 12 year old.  But scary.  One day she left. Never came back)

Nice to see your name.

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