the side of me most people never see
envelope.
my name in his hand
I trace the letters, thinking—
my hand occupies the very space
his once did
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Quintet II
Like the Crapsey Cinquain, but with an added syllable in each line.
Syllabic structure: 3-5-7-9-3
Unrhymed
Incidentally, this is post #666, the number of man, so I wrote about a man, and a very special one at that.
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I just read this again. ❤ ❤ ❤
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Nice! Two greeting cards are posted on the cabinet in my office. Both are open to reveal the messages my friends wrote inside when I moved away, after 35 years with my peeps. I recently read the card again and had the same thought. I reached out and touched the ink, feeling close once again to the dear friends I miss so much.
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