read my poems
in which you'll sail away
on a one man boat
heading east to the seas of Norway
read each word
eat them by the letters
your appetite,
will swirl-tongue its way
to an ecstasy
of whole cream milk ...
and butter;
your eyes might shutter,
in which you'll sail away
on a one man boat
heading east to the seas of Norway
read each word
eat them by the letters
your appetite,
will swirl-tongue its way
to an ecstasy
of whole cream milk ...
and butter;
your eyes might shutter,
that would be expected,
a golfer new to my course
is an anxious duffer.
1 comment:
Now, I've spent about an hour going through your blog to the very first post. To say that I'm impressed would be an understatement! When I read your poems I found myself seeing through a different perspective, not like most poetry these days in which they try to find a soft spot in all people and poke at it. It's personal but it's not diary-like in the same time. Looking forward to more awesomeness :)
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