Monday, July 31, 2017

Moon Day Valentine

The word I can’t recall
Is ‘haze’ being in one
Has the feel of something
Derogatory waiting in the collar
Of the sky yet one mounts
One’s horse one’s cross
With alacrity a horse’s
Dose of blue like a blank hand
Reaching for a nail or whip
But poor punishment is not
Today’s purpose enough
Of the words I know
Give me the ones
I can’t recall

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