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Click herethe halfstuffed scarecrow
laying in the hallway
strewn and strawn
filled with failing pieces of love
doing the all that I can
pulling them back in
desperately holding on
dying trying to keep
together
She left me
So long
So long ago
If only she had told me
Maybe I would’ve known better
And now she’s left me
With memories
I dare not keep.
even humpty didnt succeed with assistants, TK U MLJ LV NV
A good read on several levels
But the part I liked was one I invented,
The lament of the scarecrow over the loss of Dorothy.
"the halfstuffed scarecrow
laying in the hallway
strewn and strawn"
I love the words 'strewn and strawn'. They just whirl around inside my head like a dervish.
"With memories
I dare not keep."
Soulfull. That's all.
a friend told me to check out your work, but I have been too lazy to look up your name, kept spelling it wrong, but thank goodness you have a new one out today! And I see what she means. Nice write! I will have to go read the rest.
Welcome, a bit late, but new to me :)
~annaswirls