Poetry

Home Office Make Over Number 7- Since What, May?

I could string some LED
RGB 3M stuck with luck
to stick and click to
fade and shade a
mood-make that an Attitude-
Say, art official-
As words now fail, flail, and fricassee-
In this summer of what used to be
A lenient tempering of Spring filigree
toward a finger painting of the Fall


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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