April is National Poetry Month. In anticipation, I share one of the first poems I’ve written in over 20 years. Much different than the depressive no-one-understands-me-so-I-listen-to-Joy-Division drivel I wrote in high school!
Be bold and try writing a poem. Be bolder and share it!
Us Two
(for Brisco)
Me and you speak through a blue line Your black nail taps answer my leash jingle Your eager lead trot my feet across the dew I understand slack blue line kneeling beside you Smell that Click means Go drop the blue line you always a puppy |
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