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At a Long Lost Party
I yearned for another,
Who wasn’t you,
But she wasn’t there,
Unlike you,
At a long lost party
In old Cambridge town.
Did I fall
Just a little for you,
While longing for another,
Who wasn’t you,
At a long lost party
In old Cambridge town.
Style / type:
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing stage:
Content level:
Not Explicit Content
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Comments
Gracy
Fri, 2020-09-04 09:27
Hi Carl, what a wistful poem.
Hi Carl, what a wistful poem. I think the title, spacing and content are fine. You could put this to song and music. What form is it?
Enjoyed, Gracy
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Carl Halling
Fri, 2020-09-04 09:41
Thank you so much, Gracy
I'm really pleased you like it; and yes, it would make a good song, I've not done that yet, but I should do. I've labelled it Free Verse.
Carl Halling
Fri, 2020-09-04 14:39
It should be a song...
...but so far, it's not, but should be, thank you, Teddy. I am so pleased you like this, and it has made you think. I do agree with you, but...I can remember there was something uniquely awful about leaving a party alone, or being alone following a party, although today, in the unlikely event I'd find myself at a party, I'd want to leave as soon as was even remotely polite!
Carl Halling
Fri, 2020-09-04 16:59
That's sad...
Sorry to hear that, Teddy, but being popular only lasts as long as you are popular ;)