Why must you stop and stare? Your mouths agape at my front gate Your heads shaking in distaste Do you expect me to feel disgraced? A spice of life is what I add In a conformist neighborhood I find sad So what if I paint my shutters pink It adds some character, don’t you think?Continue reading “Character”
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A Kimo: Unlucky Good Luck
Thirteen I found in a bed of clover Each one has four lucky leaves Wait for it to play out TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 22 hosted by Selma. Featured photo by Paul Szlosek
