Trips Without Harmony



Wear That Funky Sweater, School-Marm

I like the babe
in the green sweater,
she fills it
and knows when
to buy a vowel
and damn near apologetic
when saying
“I’d like to solve the puzzle.”


If Only I Had Learned To Run a Bass

I missed my calling
always stalling
to Nashville-up
and country


Mom, Please Don’t Be So Damn  Provincial

When I read a poem
that begins
“My Mum”
I become, a very
distant cousin

Day 12 NaPoWriMo April 2013


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