It's been a tough week. My goal is to write six poems a week (Monday through Saturday) and then use Sunday as a revision day. Goals, schmoals, as they say. I managed two and a half poems this week, and this is the best of the lot. I like the idea, and maybe I'll revisit it, but it doesn't flow as smoothly as I'd like it to.
Out of Place
January 15, 2008
today i was
a stalk of broccoli
in a fresh fruit salad
watching
a fox in a dinghy
on a seasick sea
the crowd while
a steel gray marble
in a pot of gold
waiting for
a hardbound book
with a soft shell crab
the lecture to
a hi-top shoe
in a high-heeled world
start
2 comments:
well keep posting them anyway. i like to read them.
i can't quit yet ... it's only january
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