Flows
Blood
flows through old veins
Gentle
thoughts flow through old minds
They smile together
Water
flows again
He
just has to be patient
Old man with prostate
She
flows into rooms
Cutting
off the oxygen
As all the men gasp
Drink
I
kiss your eyelids
Drink
nectar from your sweet lips
And drown in your love
We,
with immense pride
In
our children, grandchildren,
Drink to their success
With the greatest care
I drink from the well of life
Not wasting a drop
Couple
A couple of pens
Duelling over haiku
One is tipped to win
A
couple of ideas
Working
in tandem
Cycled through my mind
As
a young Boy Scout
He
was a couple of pegs
Short of a good tent
Lucky
Worked hard all his life
Achieving most of his goals
Some called him lucky
Had lucky penny
Then needed lucky dollar
Cost of inflation
Lucky is the man
Who is at peace with himself
So hard to achieve
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