Friday, November 4, 2011

Sunny & 12

golden retriever heading down the trail, my faithful Brodan delivers his whail, you chronic nut, what is it that you moan & growl so much, you sound like a pregnant blue noise whale on a Marine Biologist tape, neighbours are stirring, silence, a bus, then mom sparks, hey it's going to be sunny &12. jn 11/4/11

1 comment:

Mom said...

Must've married you for something other than your poetry! xo