the chocolate will not be held responsible
for the damage already done -- when court is held by the irreversible--
blue birds fly in to oversee saris, portraits, promises--
left out in the orchard for an entire summer season....
gets raked in with the tidal silkies,
the volley ball net, we never put up
because of the high heat and lack of participants~
pardon the pun, but willy would get a kick out of the tirade of words- this bird backs
into a floral shop after hours, and is left with a potted geranium in the center of his crown--
a thumb proud to meet with indexes: sadhu sadhu sadhu -- codices, kabbalistic courtyards
no poem shall ever be met with judgement.....catapult me out of town first
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| poem and photo by kate lamberg, all rights reserved (13) |
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