by JUDO
than you poem yesterday. I must say, I have a had a difficult time finding the excellence that so many of the old poets here rave about in your work. You must have been very committed when you first began posting and now you have gained respect and stopped trying. This is pretty good though
These two stanzas:
Legs split with delight
Crow merrily alight.
Demons sings and groan
Dripping from the bone.
When exhales begin
And time moves to slow
The buttons find holes
And ties crease to bow.
Great poem, but I just love those 2 stanzas.
Glad you were inspired by the thread. :)