PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

for me
it was
a moonlit afternoon
for he
it were
a sunlit night
with crickets calling
from a vague outer room
erstwhile madness
draped in a non too prophetic guess
an improper lampoon
drugged dove tail harbingers
of some enigmatic manic redress
a jolly juniper for all
dying in the mud
a knife in the chest..............
(Sept 13, 2015 1250pm)