Fresh Air

She came, a gust which races through
An aging academic's window, sending
Papers flying, proving useless his
Most treasured plans. A life of simple
Doom destroyed, a pledge, made on
Some courthouse steps, as someone
Loved once long ago departed for the
Final time, to not succumb to such
Again, undone. In fact, all life undone.
She took him to her, laughed, and left,
And, once she had, he faced the tasks
Of gathering the papers, and devising
Different plans.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-06-06 at 12:31

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