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Between The Living and The Dead
What's for tea? She smiled,
That same old smile, that makes my dreams
And prints a pretty memory in my heart
Those China plates were long ago sold,
And yet she holds them between her bony fingers
And offers me a cherry cake
Was it really falsely said,
That there was ever intercourse
Between the living and the dead?
My girl is dead as dead could be
But here she sits, and eats cakes with me.
y terri u sound like one of those poets in our anthologys- without the read between the lines! great poem- very Browning (he is a poet rite lol) ur soooooo talented! x me x
You are really talented.....this is amazing
Very interesting. It's like a short story. Really cool.
Steph Taylor
hi terri! it's corey. i think this poem is rather confusing, yet understanding. i like it very much. xXxXx