Robert Charles Howard

Rookie - 346 Points (26 DEC 1943 / Wyandotte MI)

A Many Splintered Thing - Poem by Robert Charles Howard

LOVE is:
   a dopamine trip
      Paris in the spring
         a really low tennis score.

LOVE is:
         gin and tonic.
LOVE is:
         or a little of both.

LOVE is:
   a baby's smile
      a ruined Huggie
         graduation day.

LOVE is:
         smo therly.

LOVE is:
   the real deal
      a raw deal
         sweet and sorrow.

Whatever LOVE is(n't) ,
   without it - no us!

August, 2010

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 14, 2010

Poem Edited: Sunday, August 22, 2010

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