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Sunday, March 16, 2008

i was drunk the day my momma got out of prison: a haiku tribute to david allen coe and his materpiece "you never even called me by my name"

moving in the wind
can you lift all the boxes
wind topples boxes

david allen coe
don't have to call me dar'lin
on the radio

sun touches still earth
wind bites at my cold white neck
listen to the tunes

time to lift a box
who does not like a haiku
maybe just the box

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Never heard a moving poem - neat! :)

Anonymous said...

Never heard a moving poem before - neat! :)

About said...

a hiaku tribute to the brother blogger who once was lost, but now has come to his blogger home again:

you left the bloggo
say, where oh where have you gone?
was it to Fogo?

Ok, so not as good as yours, but throw me a bone, I'm an amateur.

-L

BB said...

sisterbare, that was rockin'.

any poem with fogo in it is ok by me :)

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