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four o'clock

October 14th 2009 05:10

four o'clock crawls,
nearer to strike,
a quiet knell within,
memories now only,
of soft foot-falls.

claws tapping tiles,
my pug's personal,
arrhythmic carillon,
peal to appeal,
for dinner call.

a hollow echo,
the distance per day,
further away,
yet never to be,
forgotten.

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Comment by Tracy

October 14th 2009 06:09

Movies and Life

So sad, Fog.

Comment by Mountain Fog

October 14th 2009 10:52

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sigh, I know Trace,
bit better today, on the whole, but first chance meeting with a neighbour out front and that was difficult.

fog

Comment by Bill Green

October 14th 2009 22:23

Talking Headlines

From your grieving poems I know you'll keep the memories. I know those moments.

Comment by Bill Green

October 14th 2009 22:26

Talking Headlines

Fog, that's so inadequate but you can change sadness to a sweet sadness.

Comment by Mountain Fog

October 15th 2009 05:20

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Hi Bill,

it's okay, I know what you mean. Slowly I am getting some sort of balance again, I've been fairly devastated, but, I know in time I will, I hope I will, remember without the regret.

cheers

fog

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