getting ready for National Poetry Month with little bits of poems:
Day 2
Sing the body, celebrate woman,
wear your beads
but leave the drum in your car,
it’s really lame & you have no sense of rhythm.
You won’t help me move because it’s raining.
I have to be out by tomorrow.
Landlords disrespect global warming.
I’m melting.
No face painting at the park today,
Mrs. Bunny went back to bed.
If it’s raining later, we could dye some eggs,
hem your dress.
1 comment:
you write so wonderfully...
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