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Making All the Excuses

Updated on April 10, 2016

So I keep making all the excuses

as I point to the mildew and the mold

corroded picture of a story told

these memories and their lasting uses.

A reflection of a happy couple

on the water causing slow erosion,

to peel the frame back, this situation,

to slowly back away from this trouble

with a moistened, tattered, floral towel

I try to wipe away and prevent this waste

and though I tried the damage was too deep

fingers fell through this wood with a scowl

and nothing could remove this bitter taste

we could not stop dirty water to seep.


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      Jamie Lee Hamann 18 months ago from Reno NV

      Thank you all for your kind words. Jamie

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 18 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      Most creative and descriptive poetry. Awesome artwork.

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      Frank Atanacio 18 months ago from Shelton

      I just enjoy these creative pieces.. :)

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      MizBejabbers 18 months ago

      Your poetry is always descriptive and has great rhythm. We do have our interpretations, but I see a relationship that is so rotten that it can't be salvaged. (Been there, done that.) Thanks for a great read.

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      Audrey Hunt 18 months ago from Nashville Tn.

      Such a marvelous, deep piece of poetry. I love how your words are open to interpretation. Sharing and thank you Jamie.

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      John Hansen 18 months ago from Queensland Australia

      Wow! Jamie, this poem could have so many meanings I am not even going to try for fear of being wrong.

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 18 months ago from Southern Illinois

      I read and reread and each time I came away thinking it was a love that had gone bad and no amount of cleaning/scouring would mend the broken pieces. Very deep and meaningful. Bravo!