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Wednesday, July 27, 2011

“Doppelganger”


"Poetic Bloomings: etheree"

 A
Stranger
Strolls in, and
Plops himself down
In your favorite
Recliner, props his feet
On your wife’s coffee table.
Smirking at you with your own face.
Your voice, not yours, snags onto your brain,
“Now how long do you plan to be content?”


*based on Shelley's supposed encounter with his doppelganger just before his death

6 comments:

  1. Interesting premise, well-executed.

    - glad to see you writing again. Moskowitz
    (Please consider calling the virtualpoetryreading.com line and leaving a poem 951-665-8161. :)

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  2. Totally on my list of things to do Mosk! As soon as I can manage it without little people screaming in the background ;)

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  3. I've always thought so too, Linda....

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  4. Strange and interesting. I'll have to research Shelley's doppelganger.

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  5. wow. scary with a powerful wake up punch
    at the end. well done.

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