Thursday, April 27, 2017

A Latent Summer Memory

Let me pack you green
sunshine littered with starry

corpses in a bag with shallow
snow pockets as flaming

tears swirling melting
milk. This fleshless memory

of winter’s summer
spoils the romp

from storm tossed ocean
I find Neptune’s apple

wormhole in the maple’s
night field and you

won’t need the disguised sojourn
to drink a malicious mountain

I pluck  happy eyes
and sink through the earth.

Hey all, Here is poem 26, only a day late. I started working on it last night but I was really exhausted. I felt like just sitting in my chair and drooling.  This is a remix of old haiku I wrote several years ago.

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