sometimes a poem
is the moving shadow of
a wasp behind the blind
sometimes it's a woman
reaching down to itch her leg
just before getting
dressed
dressed
Re: dressed
two terrific depictions of what a poem can sometimes be...the economy of this one adds eve more power to the message........I dig it...
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
Re: dressed
thx, saw. glad ya enjoyed it.
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
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