Calling all cars! calling all cars!
Be on the lookout for a lost poem,3 and a half days old 3 stanzas ten lines each
Answers to the name of 'Dreaming Of The Past
No need to approach with caution, this poem is friendly, repeat, this poem is friendly
No distinguishing rhymes, free verse. Almost in the style of prose poetry. It's subject, dreaming of a past love
Has been know to bring out a smile. And on occasion, cause women to swoon
Last seen in the vicinity of 13th and Irving place at a poetry reading in a bar called Revival. In the company of it's creator, a poet named Harry Not there to get drunk and pick up women
Only to be read and have a good time
It's creator Harry, is guilt ridden over having left it in a bar. Not unlike some of the floozies that he's know
Instead of taking it home and caring for it
Like the child it is his baby
'Has qnyone seen this poem? '
Fliers on lampposts ask the public's help
A plea echoed on milk cartons
Sharing space with missing children
Sitting in the darkness of closed refridgerators
Still, this story has a happy ending
Even though the missing poem was never returned
It was found by a woman who was deeply depressed
And after reading it, she felt better
And kept it to cheer herself up when she was feeling sad.
The poet's intention in the first place
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delightful Harry.... glad to hear it ended as intended, to make someone smile.