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POETRY MONTH...
April 1
a harsh spring morning
and drunk poets drink
before they write
April 2
thunder in the clouds
cold steel
of her mothers fist
April 3
April how cool
the drunken words
poet's can't find
April 4
as hot water in hell
on a cold dirty road
whores' footprints
4 comments:
Love your take on drunk poets, Wayne. They always make me think of Charlie.
Pamela
Great set ~~ I like them all but Day 4 is favorite! :) Thank you for your visit.
A poet can't find words / that would be a cloudy day indeed
happy Nat'l Poetry Month Wayne
I like these very much! Each with a little 'turn.'
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