Manonton Dalan

Gold Star - 32,824 Points (virginia, usa)

050110b My Eyes Through My Window - Poem by Manonton Dalan

what could have happened
to the newspaper delivery
she could be sick or some
i haven't heard that morning crush
hitting the garage door, bounce
probably leaving a minuscule dent

so quiet today no engine reeving
no lights shining on my window
no slamming doors, percolating coffee
we are really slave of our own desires
we work so hard to be able to get one
or support these lovely souls around

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 1, 2010

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 1, 2010

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