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from * volume two * by charlie shuck

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a poem from my yet unpublished collection titled, "and other poems"

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My roses think it’s spring,
the few that I have left.
The sun has fooled them, as I
was fooled by myself. Bereft,
Oh, I wish I could sing
soft, with the lonesome bird’s sigh.

Soiling approaches
at conclusions of bonds,
with petrifying glances,
your eyes, two sorrowful wands.
As morning encroaches,
I'm glad I took my chances.

Sour, not, shall grow the fruit,
this coming spring, of our
friendship, nor does this mean good
Bye. Trimmed, as by a tailor
with his scissors --acute--
Gently, roses understood.

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from * volume two *, released June 25, 2013
Reading recorded by Mike Hamilton at Swagsonville, in Downtown Jacksonville, FL 3/13/2013 swagsonville.com

soundscape by Charlie Shuck

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a poet and songwriter from jacksonville, florida.


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