More Magnetic Poetry

I had ONE comment from last week’s post asking for more, so thank you for the encouragement, Tracy. Here ya go:

#5

porcelain universe

   cold marble sky above

      blue corduroy ocean below

morning breeze brings peace

& we drink fresh coffee from a broken cup

haunted by a laughing velvet ghost

#6

at the book store

   sit & drink & hear

the latest in

   thick coffee philosophy

have some tequila

   and what the geeks talk about

almost makes sense

#7  (I gotta admit this one is REALLY weird)

no no

with full synergy power

   to pursue & embrace

this paradigm monster

   with opportunity

will sing globally

#8

the blues guitars must jam all night

the chick with platinum hair would

   dance to the sound of a cool time/buzz

the crowd would scream & almost explode

   with noise heavy as smoke

#9

my bosom friend

thy drunk farewell was loathsome to me

methinks thy thirst was quench’d with poison

hence your ghost shall be my lover

alas

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So there ya go folks. No more of these. I just might order me some of those kits, though. Then WATCH OUT!!

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