Walt Whitman Finds Inspiration In His Cutlery Drawer
Good tines
bad tines
a tine for every purpose under heaven
no, that’s not it
let the good tines roll
no, that’s not it
a penny for your forks
no that’s not it
a shaft of evening sun light
strikes a tarnished spoon
and flares in Walt’s left eye
he sees a road
he sees a fork
he sees a fork in the road
that’s it, he exclaims,
that’s it……
I should really get rid of that spoon.
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Stopdraggingthepanda 
fun and funny
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I like the play of this 🙂
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Thank you John!
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LOL !!! first giggle for today
MUCH❤ LOVE
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That’s one forked up poem.
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May the fork be with you, Brendan!
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“Good tines
bad tines”
“let the good tines roll”
That is so funny!!!
Tines-talk reminds me of Pretty Woman. 🙂
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I like the play on words in this poem. Nicely done.
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Thank you!
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Witty cleverness~~!
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Thanks Beverly
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Inspiration comes from anywhere, even at the most mundance of stuff.
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Silver? Where?
Brilliant!!!
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Thanks Ron!
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I’m pleased I took the tine to read this! 🙂
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Thank you for your tine…Ingrid
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I loved this!
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Thank you Phillip!
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😀 Brilliant! I love the opening. It reminded me of the little cake forks I have that are lethally sharp.
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Thank you Kate!
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Wonderfully fun!
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But at that fork in the road, Walt has to meet with Frost don’t you think?
So much fun
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Different forks for different folk!
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Liked!!! Thanks for posting.
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Good one from Walt, inspiration strikes from anywhere, a pity about the loving spoon’s sweet sweet love. 😸 Thanks Jim, very much enjoyed.
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