From my book ‘Lost, found, holding on’
Available in paperback or Kindle
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Salonica, goneica
She loves me, she loves me not
Played that game as a kid, for fun
with and without the flower
played it frequently later, for keeps
Won once or twice
I have over picked my life’s quota
of prophetic daisies, come out
on either side of the nursery rhyme
sometimes the right verse,
sometimes the wrong time
it blossomed, it went to seed
it blossomed, it went to seed
it blossomed, it went to seed
Same song, rarely heard second verse
– Mark L. Lucker
© 2016
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Ponderable polemics, poetic 