Poetry Month | ok-cleek

It's National Poetry muh-muh-mmmMonth.

So, here's an old moldy turd of mine:

i am the king of beef
and you are the broccoli queen
my flower-headed lady come
before i burn jump in with me
reach your peak of brilliant green

dance and sizzle we will
dazzle the room fill the air
with our sounds and scents
your head near emerald
my love just past rare

on a warm bed of rice
with tea steeping nearby
our juices thickening around
garlic and ginger embalm us
each honorably, and perfectly, fried

Sensational!

4 thoughts on “Poetry Month”

lee April 10, 2007 at 5:30 pm

i miss reading your poems.

cleek April 10, 2007 at 5:34 pm

well, now’s your chance!

i just happen to be posting some of them, one a day, over here on their National Poetry Month posts.

nobody’s complained so far :)

lee April 11, 2007 at 1:34 am

i only saw the one about rummy?

cleek April 11, 2007 at 7:06 am

there’s a new “guess what month it is” posts scattered around the main page. they’ve been doing them once a day (mostly):

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