A MUSE AND AMUSED
Two strangers meet in bottled tanks, one summer's afternoon
Sharing digital signals of random selection they find each other's tune
Comments of dirt, aged just right the strangers trade verbal jest
Of watery tarts and scimitar flights answers the kindred request
With coffee in hand, the darkened brew, shared their pixels on line
Stories of lives and moistened shoulder, tears and joy combine
A great friendship has grown in summer. You're far too much fun to ignore
The miles melt way, their thoughts are as one, though on a distant shore
Hello, I was searching through bottles last night, and found your response to a question
Started them, on a journey, of commonalities, to many for mention
Will they meet? Their paths are unclear with distance blocking the way
So *hugs* and laughter will have to suffice till reality reaches that day
A muse and amused. Thank you my friend, for inspiration and being so true.
For with your good favor and clowning flavor I am better for knowing you
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I know my poetry seems depressing but it is the best way to purge the bad emotions and keep my sanity. Most of these were written long ago.
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