Solitudes Of Sundays Poem by Dorothy (Alves) Holmes
Solitudes Of Sundays
Rating: ★5.0
Another sunday and it's raining...
9: 32 p.m.
A black and white old movie
keeps me company...
'1948 The Naked City'...
Your telephone is busy -
They shoot the bad guy,
He plunges to his death...
I plunge into my solitude.
March 23,2010
9: 34 p.m. completed
Dorothy Alves Holmes
Friday, August 6, 2010
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