Monday, February 11, 2013

Forecast








A
clear day


with
simple sun


             no poetry predicted





but
I’m driving along


and
two poems


are
spitting a mist


into
my mind


of
words now missed


because
I’m on this


no-pull-over
road





we
need poetry


                                  turn offs


signaled
by


                  dangling


roadway


           signs


a
clipart pen


or
a cryptic scrap of scribbled paper


              its calligraphy deppilf in homage
to Leonardo


or
ellipses . . .


&
ampersands


but
not


the
? mark –


it
eloped with the


information
booth


too
bad


because
poets have


so
many


?s













Jan.20 - Feb.11, 2013





 




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