Lover, a poem written by Jeff Flaig at
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written by: Jeff Flaig


A painting hung against the wall
Blue, green, and yellow flowers
An old man held them close,
but they died too long ago

The wall beside was silver
with a window half open
The picture was beautiful,
No one was looking in

A green couch in the corner,
seven beer cans on the floor,
feet dangling over the side
above a dead cat purring

Steak on the black table,
flies with blended hue,
a chair partly pulled out
looked habitually empty

Young beautiful women
dashed around the flowers,
pink, red, and yellow dresses
drawn somewhat carefully

A wall empty of the sun,
still drab and empty,
but for one painting,
perhaps, an old master’s work

Hidden from the window,
captured by the couch,
next to the lifeless cat snoring,
one can always admire it…

Jeff Flaig

Jeff Flaig

I'm a fair weather writer, so I only write when I feel like it and might go long periods of time before I get the urge. I love writing poetry and reading good poetry, mostly because I didn't have the time in the past to write anything else. Since I have retired, I jumped into serious writing and have written three novels, a bunch of short stories and a few poems here and there. My WIP is a book of short stories and a sequel to one of my current novels. I expect that will take me a year to finish. I don't like to rush my writing.
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