Telegraphic Poems...

used to be that
during those old time... mama dead, come home immediately.

or...happy birthday, may you have more birthdays to come...or...
we share your victory...happy graduation... or

papa cannot come home, bad weather... or
send money, tuition....or

those times... communication is...very slow....sometimes, the dead
was already buried...or resurrected...when the telegram for condolences
arrived....

got you poem today...in the same manner...telegraphic in form...
deciphered... like... each word has a value....bill follows.....

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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