delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........


Two Ferns And A Rickety Fence - Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

I can't drive over the last hill
without feeling your head in my lap,
hearing your easeful sigh, knowing we were almost home...
my hands remember
the warm of you
under your coarse coat...
......those were good years, precious George, healer of hearts....


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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 15, 2010



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