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Month: April 2017

Next of Kin

 

who is
your next of kin
she asks
I answer
when I die
notify
the sycamore
outside my window

By kaplopblogin Recent PoemsApril 30, 2017April 30, 201720 Words

Missing

 

out of nowhere
I found myself
missing

the self
I thought I
earned

only to find one
hiding in me
given

simply
freely
given

By kaplopblogin Recent PoemsApril 30, 2017February 22, 201825 Words

Mischief

 

the sky is green
the corn is blue
the wind plays
mischief
in between

 

“Anyone who sees and paints
a sky green
and pastures blue
ought to be sterilized.”

Hitler

By kaplopblogin Early PoemsApril 30, 2017April 30, 201732 Words

Game

 

six dice
six brothers

a round
table

each throw
a play

of hope
a chance

to be
more

than
each

could
be

alone

By kaplopblogin Recent PoemsApril 30, 2017April 30, 201724 Words

From

 

are
we

the orange
knows

so does
the onion

as do I
when

silent

 

By kaplopblogin Recent PoemsApril 30, 2017April 30, 201716 Words

Pelican

 

wing
wise

feather
free

wind
true

By kaplopblogin Recent PoemsApril 29, 2017April 29, 20177 Words

Follow

this river flows north
a shepherd of sorts

it is
winter

I follow
its silence

to the end
of this frozen world

By kaplopblogin Recent PoemsApril 28, 2017April 28, 201722 Words

Fit

try on
here

wear
now

as no
other

can

By kaplopblogin Recent PoemsApril 20, 2017February 20, 20219 Words

ER

enough
room

to
be

no
more

no
less

than
myself

By kaplopblogin Recent PoemsApril 20, 2017March 20, 202110 Words

Chipmonk

 

all right!!!

uppity tail
on the run

to
nowhere

but
being

chipmonk

By kaplopblogin Recent PoemsApril 20, 201713 Words

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