947 Readings | 3 Ratings

earth doing

red feathers stilt the sun

shaking a concoction of the sky

pods are made these days and

a darning we will go

lip up the particles 

checker the vendor that is day

with symptoms of our weather and with

other what have you.  a doo

-wah-ditty fall the leaves, the sink 

thinks only in dribble. a demeaning

finds the dog park. acorns toss 

their hats, small hammers—

a decision does nothing 

that the grass cannot do.
Posted 09/03/09
Books by Sally Delehant
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this progresses wonderfully.
09/08/09 9:07am