Pocket Poem

Feb 07, 2010 16:44


Pocket Poem
Ted Kooser

If this comes creased and creased again and soiled
as if I’d opened it a thousand times
to see if what I’d written here was right,
it’s all because I looked too long for you
to put in your pocket. Midnight says
the little gifts of loneliness come wrapped
by nervous fingers. What I wanted this
to say was that I want to be so close
that ( Read more... )

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westlinwind February 8 2010, 01:21:29 UTC
Yes, I liked this one too. Lots.

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miafedup May 7 2010, 03:09:10 UTC
Nice, just nice

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