Poems from jpo2000
this is my poem to become a verified poet
so here it goes
the stars last night were pretty cool
i know, i sound like a tool
naked under a juniper tree
bareboned and rigid like the rocky mountains afar
feeding on the old mulch
blind and dirty
burnished hazel...
Atrophy is the half burnt sage upstanding in its little gourd vegetable home
Frozen and scentless like the dead tree it sits on
Atrophy is...
Before you know it, the food is gone
And you are hungry for more
Dear scatterbrained scatter of forgetful brains passing the old bhikkus happy rolling crick
Rush? Shush. Look...Miracles in front of those...