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A Few Wooden Nickles
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Invisible Poetry .
So, were these wood coins
in my palm whittled or carved
with an axe? I was warned
not to take any, although
worthless, I like the rough
edged artistry, the equable
verissimilitude, the cheek.
Warning unheeded, I will not
try to spend them. They
are not real but prison
is.
.
Lady A
02-23-16
1010a
.
For no apparent reason Huckleberry Finn came to my mind
Do you remenber Huck foregoing much money and giving them away legally to Judge Thatcher
©bishu
Huckleberry Finn Syndrome
I can see the connection. Don't take any wooden rupees :D
A very interesting and
A very interesting and unusual poem, I was reminded of woodlands, which are so much nicer than prison. :-) Sue.
Gardens
are my ticket. I could sell flowers for no less than wooden dimes :D