Friday, September 28, 2012
And getting married (more Barbecue verse novel draft)
I've changed my mind in
these my gray beard days
and now that my hair is blond
and grown longer then ever
I wanna get married, get married
to another gray beard who can
skipper my boat around the globe
sailing away together, old sea salts
me his last days loves, also eternal
love, old love, like the first loves
of adolescence; marry me,
when the laws change.
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I love free verse poetry. I love the image of someone older looking to a future when same-sex marriage is legal; living the rest of a life with someone who's a kindred spirit, someone to share the rest of a life with. That's something everyone deserves, straight, gay, whatever. Someday, someday soon I hope.
I love free verse poetry. I love the image of someone older looking to a future when same-sex marriage is legal; living the rest of a life with someone who's a kindred spirit, someone to share the rest of a life with. That's something everyone deserves, straight, gay, whatever. Someday, someday soon I hope.
beautiful poem I've read it many times
Cheers__ Nice to see you out here in blogland
thanks for comments...
I am still trying to figure out how to keep up with comments since I live on my yacht and do not have high speed internet but will do what I may
thanks many for comments... am still writing and trying to get beyond the finite limits of formal solutions which do not work...
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