Mystic Accordion Play
Memories come slipping through
lost turtle doves with fancy shoes
reclining inside winks of light
tangled in motley boxing kites Continue reading Mystic Accordion Play
Memories come slipping through
lost turtle doves with fancy shoes
reclining inside winks of light
tangled in motley boxing kites Continue reading Mystic Accordion Play
Too much stuff
without substance
Too much substance
dumbed down
To play in flow of mudslides
Is baptism in Augean tides Continue reading Poem: Stuff