i got
i got crazy beams
& criss-cross seams
& tire tracks on my soul.
i got rattled gears
& rattlesnake ears
& thunderstorms in the snow.
i got panthers with their claws unfurled
& hear the lilies speak through tears
& even after all these years
a still noon tells me no.
oh my goodness.
that is GREAT!
do you have ANY idea how gifted you are?
i think not.
♥
Thanks, Tammy!
It’s funny. I did not like this poem at all when I first wrote it but when I saw it again a few days later, I really really did.