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.........."and through it there, the house was breathing softly- "Wordsareair."
.............The Poetry Of
.................... Al Swanson
....... Bets
.......
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....... She always had
....... sheer magnetism
....... attracting you
....... like a handful of metal
....... shavings
....... that dripped
....... on a horseshoe
....... magnet
.......
....... concealing it
....... always,
....... behind her,
.......
....... somewhere
....... you were
....... unaware of;
.......
....... a big grin
....... saying
.......
.......
....... Bet I can.
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....... Learning Accordion
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....... Your breath
....... seemed chilled
....... with eyes that
....... portrayed ice,
....... 'cept nicer
.......
....... in blues that
....... held
....... me captivated
....... down to my
....... shoes;
.......
....... the laces
....... even
.......
....... desirous
.......
....... to learn
....... accordion.
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....... Tailor
.......
.......
....... You touch silk
....... smoothly
....... like a tailor
....... smiling
....... at me
....... radiantly
....... saying,
.......
....... Come here
....... let me measure
....... you
....... again,
.......
....... so I walk,
....... slow at first
....... losing all sense of control
....... like some puppy
....... floppy Labrador
....... slipping off a log
....... into water
....... with a Frisbee in my mouth
....... pawing to regain
....... footing
....... again.
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