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CLICHÉS OF WANNABE POETS AND PAINTERS
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SOME FOOL ON A HIGH HORSE
The streets are filled with broken dreams and the clichés of wannabe poets and painters. The musicians play sax and flute in cool air. Woman in tight shorts walks out of a building. Tight shorts. Little is left to anyone’s imagination. Fantasy begins. Better get a grip on it before it gets out of hand. . .she’s so hot. . .just walk on. Keep walking; stop off somewhere for a drink. That’s always a way to make it thru. .
Riddled with false dreams
hackneyed words splattered about
broken glass, litter
fanciful desires prance
fill us with lust and vision
Thar first line, about the
Thar first line, about the streets being filled with broken dreams and cliches is so very poetic that it constritutes a poem of its own!
Starward
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