Goodman? ~ Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Goodman? ~

Rating: 4.9


Sometimes our memory itches
Scratching scatters it even more
Almost as a thorn in bitter Winter
'Rash' as it was, once before
Flushed in it's always hurry
It's haste makes for a quickened waste
Total upheaval with it's nasty bumps
Principals of which loving memory 'tis made?


By, Theodora Onken

February 12,2013

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Just sitting here listening to our furnace run.
Wondering and thinking and in disbelief.
Funny what cold hard reality does.
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