Poems from mackraft11
My uncle is a lot like me
But prefers the sights of trees
Over computer screens and crystal-lined shoes
Berries and shrubs I’d think he’s...
In the heat of a summer day
I walk my pooch to the tennis court in Dover Bay
Somewhere southeast in Wisconsin
A girl kneels in mud down to...
Amidst the crisscrossing of the wooden floor
The smooth glossiness reflects off the matching door
Sleepiness clouds my vision and my eyes...
Here the date in March 10, 2015.
I am looking forward to the grass turning green.
All the white melting away,
And hearing the sound of...
A week’s worth of laundry piled high
Taller than a horse, it makes me want to cry.
I think I lost my cell phone
Somewhere within that...