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Turning Pages

The clock ticks past one AM,
eyelids droop closed,
my iPad slips off the pillow.
I remove my glasses,
slip further under the covers
and put aside the drama
of a war long passed.

But, will her flyboy return?
Will both girls escape
from the bomb-collapsed basement?

Maybe just one more chapter.
                   ~~Judi Van Gorder

~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~

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Nicely compact Judi. How we get hooked into the life of 'fiction'! The nag of the narrative keeping us awake...what happens next...such an effective device😂



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Hi Judi, missed this one somehow. You don't need the line 'on which it was propped'- too much detail. In this poem, you most certainly capture the allure of well-written fiction.  

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