Pete Crowther

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Diminishing Returns - Poem by Pete Crowther

This pretty girl has style and flair,
Will she invite me to her lair?
I swear there's something in the air.

Should I invite her for a drink,
Suggest a date at the skating rink
(For writing an ode is a waste of ink) ?

These things don't come upon a plate,
Or if they do, they come too late
Like something nasty that we ate.

So, dear friend, please do not scold -
Our warmest days give way to cold
And youth itself like love grows old.


Comments about Diminishing Returns by Pete Crowther

  • (7/14/2005 7:19:00 AM)


    Your style is simplistic, but underneath there is a real deepness of feeling that comes over so well in all your poetry. Thank you for this charming and intriguing poem. (Report) Reply

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  • Linda Hepner (7/8/2005 12:53:00 AM)


    I do like the third line of each verse! (Report) Reply

  • (7/6/2005 6:27:00 AM)


    I super love the end! Love and poetry can at times feel like Diminishing Returns! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 6, 2005



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