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Post by bigpaws0051 on May 4, 2013 21:56:22 GMT
just putting a few words about me, way i write and with humour plus some times serious content. But as i think we are here for today and enjoy because tomorrow, well will there be a tomorrow!!!!
Walking down the street. a fine day sky idyllic blue. thinking me, with a memory like a civ. Trying to remember, remember who?
In the land of Australia a man. Jumping around the field, just like a kangaroo. Trying to remember, remember who?
a fellow dressed in black and with a talented voice, singing a song called a boy named sue. Trying to remember, remember who?
A fellow mate who dream of having an astonishing tattoo. Trying to remember, remember who?
A football player, making his debut. Sometimes i don't have a clue. Trying to remember, remember who?
looking at other countries, from France to Peru. hoping to stick, in my memory like glue. Trying to remember, remember who?
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Post by bigpaws0051 on May 6, 2013 21:20:59 GMT
so much for new poems and poets
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Post by Daphne on May 14, 2013 14:58:38 GMT
An enigmatic and charming little poem!
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justfred
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Post by justfred on May 14, 2013 15:26:09 GMT
I could very much identify with this poem. Sometimes I can barely remember who I am myself, but when I look at myself in the bath or on the toilet, it all comes back to me.
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Post by Orlok on May 16, 2013 18:12:25 GMT
This reminds me of a song I used to sing whilst I was still alive. Something about "Peggy Sue got buried....."
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Post by bigpaws0051 on Oct 30, 2013 11:47:46 GMT
thank you all for comments
Cheers Paul
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