Nevertheless
-for Wendalicious
your slim sly book’s
a dance in the park
a daze, a drizzle
a puzzling lark
stones yearn to fly
words bark & sizzle
where you choose to fuse
we steam & bruise
to curve ourselves
to intent’s bent stem
changing color
undercover, just for fun
poems winsome
won some, lost & found
mossy, moving
knots unbound
I’m tantalized
I’m mystified
you pull my leg
my heart my eyes
and yet I bet
my best disguise
of dim wit & darkling
thought couldn’t pry apart
the surprising uptick
brilliant arc
of your even one
least question mark
Capt. Barefoot Broadside Union of Street Poets
Vincent St. John Local / Colorado Plateau / Aztlán
Kuksu Brigade (Ret.) / San Francisco
50011
Nice bounce off mr. cummings...
ReplyDeleteSuh mooch ...love you, Arturo. xoxoxo.
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