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Date Posted: 10:45:33 05/31/01 Thu
Author: luke
Subject: experimenting with a very very annoying form (sestina)

A minute or two ago he left the house.
Eyed the cat with its head in a bowl of cream.
It didn't look up as he passed, thinking
Calmly, dreamily about a girl.
He's in a cotton shirt and wearing jeans, blue,
Old, faded about the knees, pockets empty.

It is a warm day, but breezy. Empty
Streets stretch out ahead of him. His walled house,
Built with rich red bricks, sits solid, the blue
Sky reflecting brightly from the windows. Cream
Coloured curtains are still drawn. Soon a girl
Will rise, open them all, sleepy eyed, thinking.

She will rustle down the stairs, thinking
About breakfast, then wonder at how empty
The house is. Calling for �David,� the girl
Will run her hands through her soft, wild hair. The house
Is opening to the light that paints cream
Over the silent walls. Under the blue

Sky, David walks on. Before crossing, his blue
Eyes scan the quiet road. He is thinking
About the cat, fat and ginger, the cream
Will all be gone now, the plastic bowl empty.
Not wishing to wake anyone, he left the house
Quietly, shopping secretly for the girl

He is her little knight, beloved of the girl
That kisses his forehead, tucks him in with blue
Blankets, races him on the rocking horse.
The baker, fat and ginger, watches David thinking
About scones. There�s a problem. His pockets empty.
No money, so no scones, no muffins, no cream.

Hell. His sister loves eclairs stuffed with cream.
He was looking forward to seeing the girl�s
Eager, grateful face. Now he must return empty
Handed. Defeated, he backs out through the blue
Door and turns to walk home, cursing and thinking
What a stupid little boy he is. Back at the house

His sister is cross, pacing the house, the creamy-
Lipped cat is thinking of nothing. Out of the blue
Tearful brother falls into the empty arms of his girl.

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