Monday, April 11, 2011

Poetry Post

On behalf of National Poetry Month I give you my latest poem:

Ye old Treasure map

A love story and good intention
Resides in every treasure.
Do not find me
I am old
I am tired
I am buried treasure
Deep in the sands

Of a pirate’s trove yo ho

To mirror her majesty’s wealth and
Stay concealed long after she’s bought the farm
I am dry, feather dust
Sprouting no new seed
Mother earth’s skin in always

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If spring ever reaches me I plan on spending a lot of time in my garden.  I've been growing tomatos and flowers indoors.  What are your spring resolutions?

P.S. I took these pictures with my new awesome camera on my mother's carpet.

1 comment:

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