sight and sound
porch sitting
in the high hot desert
at 10,000 waves
i saw shimmering
in the distance
what looked like open graves
but nope,
it was just some slick-lipped
know-it-all
giving birth
to an endless cascade
of verbal
holes
in the earth
in the high hot desert
at 10,000 waves
i saw shimmering
in the distance
what looked like open graves
but nope,
it was just some slick-lipped
know-it-all
giving birth
to an endless cascade
of verbal
holes
in the earth
posted by Bill Simpson at 5/17/2006 09:40:00 PM
2 Comments:
Bill-
I like that you are writing poetry. Tell me more. The southwest is a mysterious place.
Interesting collision of the mind of man with the God of man.
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