DECORUM

DECORUM

A Poem by Salvatore Buttaci
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When will we learn that love when true is pure without the deception of artificial additives?

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afraid of love

they fabricate an arboretum

of plastic elms & cardboard oaks

with leaves that need

neither sun nor rain

only a weekly dusting

to maintain the facade

of presentability

© 2008 Salvatore Buttaci


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it is an interesting thought, the love you mean is selfless love.... so rare.... thank you for submitting it to my contest. such a poem also gives guidance....at least, where to love shouldn't go..

Posted 15 Years Ago


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lovely!

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Added on July 8, 2008

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Salvatore Buttaci
Salvatore Buttaci

Princeton, West Virginia, WV



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I live in West Virginia and have been writing and seeing my poems in print for the past fifty years. I also write short stories and articles for publications. In the early part of the new year 2010,.. more..

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