Monday, January 14, 2013

Random Bits

1. Free Verse
our pasts are riddled with painful mistakes
driven by anger and raging hormones
we cannonballed into love with a whoop
then slithered away in the dead of night
wounded children thrown into Woodstock’s fires
raised via improvisation by folks
who were not quite sure where babies came from
but if at least we can look back in shock
and trace the scars of brutal lessons learned
and no longer have anger at ourselves

2. Random Haiku
I have a million words
And not one of them
Will comfort your mind

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