Quarter-moon trees 'round a darkling phoenix.I hope the bird don't peck my penix.Not very good poetry but I did get here firstus with the mostus.
I disagree; I believe it is exceptional poetry. The bit about the penix caused me to clap my hands like a child.
Blue delft black birdinspires imagination most absurd,Doesn't do your drawing justice, but felt something was required.I really like this.Thanks for posting.
Your contribution is indispensable, Ms. Peach! I especially like the comma, which I have always felt to be the best punctuation mark to end a poem on.
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