Once Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

Once



Blank
this life
yearns; to
meet a woman
staying in that house
standing, at the opened
French Doors, visible from
the landscaped walk beneath.
Always the ‘fresh flower, ' she is
stunningly lovely; elegant and savory
"every young man's dream." Yet in an
everyday sense … so very lonely …
If I, could just … hold her once …

Once
Friday, May 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: lifespan,lifestyle,living
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Inspired by the recently posted word works of Robert Neest
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 29 May 2020

Sometimes this life seems to blank. But life is dull of hope and glitter of joy. Every young man has dreams. Every person wants to materialize life in comfortable world. This poem is very amazing.

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Magadha Rani 29 May 2020

To blank u joking!

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