Poetry

Heat Lighting

I prefer the rain
to threaten
than to actually
fall

for Friday
forecast
foreplay

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Flower Power Telephony

Hey, fleuriste, florista,
lovely florist lady
I’ve got a Benjamin
and a half
to run through
your garden
for something
fresh, and
in season
and I want you
to have fun
and enjoy the
putting together

nothing too sparse
not too short
nor too tall
that is all
and thank you.

based on how SNZ’s brother handles such matters. He’s a master at such.

Published by r.douglas

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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