Douglas Scotney

Gold Star - 35,847 Points (boomer / Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide)

B: Vii: The Glove - Poem by Douglas Scotney

In the beginning was the love.
It oozed itself around him,
Gradually became his glove.
Warmth became addictive.

Love left for easier hands.

The glove stayed on for summer-
The sweat! that he got into
For fear a misplaced glove would mean
A cold and loveless winter.

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Comments about B: Vii: The Glove by Douglas Scotney

  • (8/30/2012 4:10:00 AM)

    I am reminded somehow of Curly from 'Of mice and
    Men' by John Stienbeck.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 30, 2012

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