Wednesday

~ Sunday,1926 ~

- Edward Hopper-
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Sunday,1926
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They say it was her,
the pale lips and lace,
the ace that slithered down his arm
and wrapped around
his wrists.
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But the hand,
All inked-on diamonds-
showed five cards,
sticky with luck like honey,
and honest
like the color
of card-table green.
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.Autumn Bohnstedt
Copyright 2008

18 comments:

Anonymous said...

very nice! hahahahaha

Anonymous said...

help me.

Anonymous said...

very cool.

Ken said...

You got some funny friends Frankie.

LOVE the poem. She taking up gambling or did that pop out from your Tahoey trip?

Schmoop said...

That was pretty good. Cheers!!

Lu' said...

I liked that very much. I could feel the felt, smell the smoke, envision the dim light... Nicely done Autumn.

Anonymous said...

Its ok if the appearance of your blog is not good. The important thing is the topic or the content of your blog.

Anonymous said...

Yutarets! kasagad bah!

Anonymous said...

Damu pa kmu to?.. Nano ni klase blog man?

Anonymous said...

Well, all I can say is. Im hungry.

Anonymous said...

Such a nice blog. I hope you will create another post like this.

Anonymous said...

Baw ah, kasagad sa imo maghimo blog. Nalingaw gd ko basa.

Anonymous said...

Nice blog. Thats all.

Anonymous said...

Well for me its better to be more realistic.

Anonymous said...

Kanami sang imo blog. Daw spaghetti.

Anonymous said...

To the owner of this blog, how far youve come?You were a great blogger.

Anonymous said...

wala pulos imo blog.

Anonymous said...

We should have a great day today.