elysabeth faslund

Rookie (11/23/49 / Thibodaux. Louisiana)

Ain'T Love Great When He Has Bad Dreams? (Humor) - Poem by elysabeth faslund

I burned your toothbrush
Yesterday.
Slept by myself
Last night.
Slept like an angel.
Slept like a queen.

And, damned delighted
You had bad dreams.


Comments about Ain'T Love Great When He Has Bad Dreams? (Humor) by elysabeth faslund

  • (12/5/2007 3:11:00 PM)

    'I burned your toothbrush' - nice introduction. LIke all the ts and ds. (Report) Reply

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  • (8/30/2007 12:39:00 AM)

    LoL...very funny Elysabeth! Sounds like one of those times when it is nice to sleep alone...((Smile))
    Short, simple and funny....how could a reader go wrong? !
    Keep sharing.......
    =Shelley=
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  • (7/30/2007 4:17:00 PM)

    Absolutely amazing, short and powerful - brilliant writing. You captured your feelings in so little words and yet we can understand fully what you mean - you have wonderful talent.

    Best wishes,

    Rebecca x
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  • (7/7/2007 4:12:00 PM)

    It caught me
    really nice ending
    to the poem
    hard to believe
    I didn’t see it coming

    enjoyed
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  • (7/2/2007 6:59:00 AM)

    ... and so said the rose to the unappreciative harvester... the flower nourished in grand fashion, as the blood dropp falls from the thorn.... Rich and Tasty! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • (7/1/2007 11:18:00 AM)

    Given that you could have binned the toothbrush, I appreciate the ritualistic and account squaring character of this. Nippy little number and appropriately sharp round the edges! Now, about sticking the pins in..... xx jim (Report) Reply

  • Melvina Germain (7/1/2007 10:07:00 AM)

    This sounds like one of times we can say, ah ha 'What goes round comes round'. Excellent poem Elysabeth.--Melvina-- (Report) Reply

  • (6/29/2007 8:57:00 PM)

    Not a word wasted in this pithy little number with a bright poetic soul. love it. Allie xxxx (Report) Reply

  • (6/27/2007 9:28:00 AM)

    Ouch! Ouch! This is one to treasure! Tee hee... and then.. tee hee.... :) t x (Report) Reply

  • (6/26/2007 1:16:00 PM)

    every read j tarin towers, u might like, , ,

    thanks gregory
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  • (6/23/2007 5:36:00 PM)

    Goodness gracious elysabeth, were you the one that helped out a few years back? ? ? Sleeping alone can be grand, most of the time..... This is right on target, all things considered...You were less violent than I...I threw the Gucci loafers, six pairs in the sound at Todd's Point was right down the street from house on Shore Rd....heehee......marci.xo (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, March 16, 2011


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