an old crinkled
black and white photo tells the story he’s an unsmiling 42 she’s a grim 21 after the war to end all wars she was faced with limited options options her age were obliterated in the fields of France now on the island called “the rock” she looks around finally forfeiting love for a sensible arrangement allowing her to survive
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AuthorI started my "Poem-A-Day" writing exercise back in 2010. It was a way to get into the habit of writing everyday. It took awhile but once I got into it I really enjoyed the process. I took a break in 2023 to work on getting "Carbon Copy" into the wild. I also wanted to re-read my poem-a-day scribblings to see if there were any unpolished gems amongst the rubble. My plan is to post one per week in my Blog. Find "Carbon Copy" at: Archives
September 2024
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