When reality chills me to the bone,
The embers of make-believe are fanned,
Sitting on my garden bench alone,
Tightly I cling to a phantom hand
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this is one of your best! 'pretending' is useful, AND cheaper than going to a honky-tonk! some favorite lines for me [plus last stanza, esp. wend/pretend]: " Yet when my eyes absorb dawn's first light, Sadly, I never find him near me" to MyPoemList. bri :)))) you never cease to amuse me with your humorous poems
I was going to pretend I never saw this message from you, but actually it's almost complimentary. Or maybe now YOU'RE pretending! ! Whatever. I don't like honky-tonks. Give me a tango bar any day.... or night.
you remind me in this one, lora, of the importance of remembering, of how it is foundational in the bible (in passover and other feasts, in christian communion) , in keeping us steady and sane when dealing with reality's chills. it's not idle or childish but essential for our well-being. -glen