Poetic Prose: Ruffled in Creative Writing

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  • Nov. 16, 2003, 5 a.m.
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Ruffled

Through the rain
I see that shining face
You left with me.
I’m left breathless –
Wondering
If it should be you with me.
Hurl me into this whirlwind again.
I hate you
But love you all the same.

©2003 Joe Jenkins


Last updated August 21, 2017


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