Sometimes fewer words are
Better, than a mouth full of alphabet soup.
All photographs, poems and artwork on this blog © 2007-2013 melissa fockler
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Splinters in the garden
You decorated the old garden fence
When you were still teething
Carving your name in the old wood
Like a student carves their name
Into a school desk
So everyone can remember
They've been there
Like you had been here
Sometime
Before.
When you were still teething
Carving your name in the old wood
Like a student carves their name
Into a school desk
So everyone can remember
They've been there
Like you had been here
Sometime
Before.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Dialing
I promised I'd call
him because I memorized his
phone number,
but I got busy and
he's still waiting
for my call.
him because I memorized his
phone number,
but I got busy and
he's still waiting
for my call.
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