A Poem-a-Day-Keeps-the-Bad-Guys-Away

Minimum of one dose of poetry a day for one year proves to keep all ailments of psychological and spiritual nature at bay. Dr. Melai

Friday, October 29, 2010

A Burdock Game

Matching places of bur
golden watermelon seed
skipping along burdock lakes
beds prepared by geisers
old ones who expell
golden raindrops
playing chords
on the organ
of smell
as marbles
scramble like seed
toward another game
of cartoon watching comfort
positioned for catching marbles
toward the other game one plays.

Life happens... as we make plans.
Posted by Melai at 1:23 AM
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