cinquain
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Violets
How they
sag, honeybee,
each one, as you lick from
their middles and hang by your six
black legs.
How they
sag, honeybee,
each one, as you lick from
their middles and hang by your six
black legs.
Monday, April 25, 2005
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Raking Out The Garden
In my
wake where the clumps
of matted leaves had been,
titmice flit and tear earthworms from
the dirt.
In my
wake where the clumps
of matted leaves had been,
titmice flit and tear earthworms from
the dirt.
Monday, April 11, 2005
This blog features my original poetry and is a companion site to www.cinquain.org.
Aaron Toleos
aaron@toleos.com
Aaron Toleos
aaron@toleos.com
