Eight Line Poem

[datasuspect]

The tactful cactus by your window
Surveys the prairie of your room
The mobile spins to its collision
Clara puts her head between her paws
They've opened shops down West side
Will all the cacti find a home
But the key to the city
Is in the sun that pins the branches to the sky

[The Straight Story]

1. Don't make me break out my long line poems

:)

[wildhorses]

2. i love those last 2 lines.

i wrote a poem today...it sucked but, it was cathartic.

[The Straight Story]

3. And you are not sharing?

Come on :) Would love to see it, have shown my off the wall poems here before...

I want my wild horse poem! :)

[wildhorses]

4. ~

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=335x926

also, there is some stuff in the back of my journal.