Pure Dolour Poem by Richard George

Pure Dolour

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I commend to your attention
the immeasurable sadness
of that huge brown teddy bear
slumped in the window
of its institution;
the wistfulness of rushes
as summer sun cools at five;
the tragedy of casserole
wasted in the pan.
I only mention this because
you have a kind expression.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lori Messenger 13 April 2005

Richard, this is so good. You should publish a book of your poems.

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Richard George

Richard George

Cheltenham, U.K.
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