 (SONNET SERIES) rhetorical verse in Shakespearean sonnet form |
by BOKE |
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 / FRAGMENT {1 of 12} -- by BOKE
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{TPF_11_01} MY GRANDPA worked his garden then sat down {TPF_11_02} one morning in the kitchen ... and JUST DIED. {TPF_11_03} My grandma did not notice (her mind's town {TPF_11_04} had been depopulating) -- Mother cried . . .
{TPF_11_06} her mother talking to the man she talked {TPF_11_07} with nightly 'bout the world. Then up at dawn {TPF_11_08} to work-and-save a lifetime. He who walked . . .
{TPF_11_10} who maybe misbehaved some. (Hope he did.) {TPF_11_11} A tall and handsome man without much charm {TPF_11_12} who loved but mostly kept his feelings hid.
{TPF_11_14} her man was gone. In hours she was dead.
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