Monday, May 08, 2006

you pick, my dear


would it please you
if i
stood
them
straight
and tall
soldiers at attention
or bending
t
W
i
S
ted

to catch your eye?

perhaps
tangledina
heap.
a jumbledpile

and let you choose
the ones you care for

the ones that soothe with lies?
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1 comment:

Sherry Pasquarello said...

hiya, thanks. i think this is the only one i've ever written.
some people are very good at it. i'm not, but this was, i thought, the only way to really make the poem say what it had to say and be noticed.
i've been busy today, so i haven't had a chance to do much on here. i was making some bricks, but i ran out of concrete! i'm hoping i didn't make them too wet, but i thought i had another bag. nope, figures! oh well. haven't made any since last fall. cold weather is not good for concrete.

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