Dawdlin'

Dawdlin'

A Poem by Donald Meikle

traf'now lass I'll dawdle memory lane withoutcha Test the morninbuns for the baker
again maybe taste the fuzzygrass stems see if the white's still yummy sweet or watch the blacksmith sizzle and file a hoof or two. Or jump a trammertwo to Pier 'ead, and walk the promenade. Or wander down Bold street to Lime street to
see St George's 'all with all the fancy tarts an' spivs and catch the 10A double decker ome

© 2008 Donald Meikle


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git sum mushee peas an chips. Ah, be fine.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Donald, you are so humorous with this one, so many German words... or what kind of words are they?
you are a small magician. I understand it as "girl, appointment now, I will stroll around without a memory... is this old English or what is this? and so on.. I understood. you make me aware the literary history... I learn. thank you.
also thanks for your prais on my poem EROSION. Sometimes I speak..... almost not. ha ha ha. Much appreciated.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Definetly dawdlin'. Made me feel like one of those types of days or daze I should say. Nicely done.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on June 16, 2008

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Donald Meikle
Donald Meikle

Halifax, MA



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Liverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more..

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