Friday, May 4, 2012

Late, but not Never

Failing not quite miserably at getting these poems of mine posted, but here's the last. Now I'm off to study the old forms again.


backyard rebel

a short hop away from the woodpile of safety, then--
wild child sucking in dandelions
inhaling lemon bright heads
ears at ease, sitting cocky
half hidden in the uncut green

you're a handful of soft brown freedoms


by MK