(04 October 1943 / Germany)

A Prowling Beast

A prowling beast,
with a pirate smile,
your breath is stink,
and your blood is oil,
DRUMROLL please, some
things about to hit the
fan.
REDBONE rusted, plastic
parts, meditation, under
neath the stars,
DRUMROLL please, some
things about to hit the
fan.

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Comments (4)

A very good poem. It drew me in through your eyes.
Yes, what can we say but thanks for a sharingthat helps us to share? You reminded me how shrewd and ruthless a child's eye at solemn family occasions!
Thank you Chrissie, I think I needed your comment on this one. And thanks for reading all the other ones. What a lovely spirit you are. H
It's a privalege to be allowed to look back at that day with you and to share such personal and honest memories. A wonderful piece. Chrissie