Chalk Drawings on Cracked Sidewalks

“But longing kept me from her bed,”
And this was said while sober too
“And love was how I found it out,”
Speaking of this self-control.
Falling never was so sweet
And dying never was so high
And every little death was like
Ringing that last bell.


9 thoughts on “Chalk Drawings on Cracked Sidewalks

  1. Le Clown sent me here. I have started a Pinerest Board for Stories and Poems of Strength. I find a picture, sometimes use the poem to spark a blog post, sometimes planning just to publish a picture and a poem and then link it back to the poet. You of course keep the copy right. Any objections? I am looking for poets and liked what I read here If you want to see what I done so far go here: Only three up.

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