Cold Cuppa
Stroking my soft scarves,
bring mem’ries of when and where
last worn …. and the man I wore them for.
Icy blast rattles through my mind;
good thing I’m not into strangling.
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Flick's Poetry & Thoughtfield: “Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” Rumi
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