grey light brown,
dark shadows bend their heads low,
a Halloween night.
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Housed with poetry,
the poets potluck day and night,
a blogging home run.
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four walls, one garage,
two cars are fueled with Murphy’s,
a family business
Month: February 2015
common sense (for thursday poets rally week 80, all welcome!)
shopping for confidence,
through the bubbles of a fish,
we gamble and sense
magic and fantasy in a flash,
it’s like taste a big piece of cheese
by looking at an online dish,
we transfer and traverse,
number digits into the sixth dimensional cash:
I cannot see what you see,
I cannot agree with what you pursuit,
I’m distinct and discrete
and I follow my common sense.
google.com
