Disharmony Ii Poem by Julia Woodman
Disharmony Ii
If some things arise
that don't seem very sure
it's not often wise
to lie flat on the floor,
so I'll somersault sides
in the thick of galore
then stand up to face
the south of the north
and sing back to front
so the wild vines of wrath
tide over their eyes
with blinding pink cloth.
Who knows the surprise
might shuffle them off.
Tuesday, December 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: humour,political
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5/2/2024 8:34:52 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes, the truth is always needed in life. For the peace of the earth. Nice work.