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Author:Bureau of Land Management Oregon and Washington
Image: Depressingly Red skies (here)
He left without a decent word to allay her fears
Just another gullible victim beginning to be obvious
Believing his words which now seemed spurious
The skies never been this red she recalled in dismay
Perhaps angry in sympathy with her sincere yearnings
Not to appear slovenly and unkempt during the day
Time better accorded instead to counter human failings
The compound word - daytime
Lillian at d'Verse Poetics : compound me
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My yes! You've definitely compounded me! I love the "story" within the poem. And any time someone uses the word "spurious" I'm smitten. I just like the sound of the word!
ReplyDeleteThis is a sad story, Hank...sigh..miss seeing you around, I hope you are doing better.
ReplyDeleteTime to pause, reflect on what happened. She may be sincere but others are not.
ReplyDeleteOh my heart this is poignant!
ReplyDeleteSad story, Hank! Of course I had to look up 'spurious'.
ReplyDeleteFrom the above comments, It seems you were ill. I hope
you are feeling better now.