Poem -

OUT IN LEFT FIELD

someone say hello hello
you look and smile and
Say sorry I must be in
left field today and they
look at you and say ok
but if you think about it
its not to bad  out in
left field its world all
your own its
always sunny
lots flowers
trees and and rainbows
very peaceful no worrys
and sometime you wish
you could stay all the
time out in laft field

 

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Marion

Wow Gregg...had to read a few times to get the meaning...very clever, love this...pinned ??

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Greg Etsell

Thank you Marion
what saying is as writes
we go in to another world
lot time and try to get way
from the world we are in
a lot times it very peaceful and
comfortable but you have come
out of it to

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Tony Taylor

Hi GREG!!......Ahhh!!...I agree!!... there is something truly magical about hanging out ion "Left Field".... as if time slows and you can be/do just about anything!!...... clever stuff dear poet brother!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo : )

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Greg Etsell

Thank you Tony when this poem came I kept saying no it’s not good poem but it kept coming to me so I wrote it 

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Larry Ran

My Dear Greg,

Great theme for a poem.  All of us, at times, stay out in left field.

I stay in left field
Alone with my thoughts and dreams
Silence is golden

Love,
Larry xxx

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