scarecrow

Posted: March 16, 2009 in POEMS /futility of words
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A ray crossed into my room

And green went the snooty black dark

Crept into the red corner

And snarled and said

Weathering I will to shed

Some broken tears

With mocking words of the scarecrow

And take nest in your heart’s narrow nightmares.

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  1. joecandido says:

    “green went the snooty black dark” ….I like that line greatly. Overall, lovely bit of literature.

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