Stick Figures

Rating: 3.0
Draw a stick figure
future - diminished
and virus ransomed.

Paint the landscape
with the sweltering glare
of global warming.

Come share this
with me - let kisses heal and
soft whispers inflame.

Some locks need two keys
to open, some heavens can
be reached by mortals.
Tuesday, January 19, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: virus,climate change,kiss,teen
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
possible futures, improbable futures and impossible futures
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COMMENTS
Cowboy Ron Williams 20 January 2021
Very nice, Vionet!
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Sticky Fingers 20 January 2021
Haha!
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Sticky Fingers 20 January 2021
Eh! Eh!
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Thomas Coston 20 January 2021
U are me and me u old lady sad.
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Shaun 20 January 2021
You are stuck with me. Cos you're my alter ego. I think I'm a young girl but in reality I'm an old lady dreaming.
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Kostas Lagos 19 January 2021
Wonderful poem. Love the last verse
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Anais Vionet 20 January 2021
You pervert keep your hands in your pocket.
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