Soul Of a Robot

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Saturday, February 11, 2006

Lost

What do I have an eye for?
An empty chair
A kitchen bare
A house I pass no more.

What do I have an ear for?
An erosive cough
A "Ha!" of scoff
A knock on a bedroom door.

What do I have a care for?
A secret shared
A lifetime bared
A longing for before.

posted by Dixie @ 7:24 PM  

2 Comments:

  • At 9:21 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I like this poem. Is this about your grandmother?

     

  • At 12:39 PM, Blogger golfwidow said…

    I think the later poem (Villanelle 1) conveys this more vividly, whether you meant it to or not.

     

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