Monday, April 30, 2018

Kerri Shying R # 447 - all your gumption dried caked chipped as a cup

vanilla ice cream and the tic tacs
Andrew gave me   tasted  unexpectedly
nice   on the day Heidi came to take care
of my healing up old bones   see    when
the  people paid to do it  stop  you stop too

all your gumption dried caked chipped as a cup

it takes that friendly fire    richocheting
about the lounge  across the tops
of boxes  furniture  through the open doors
and sheds     the tic tacs  spring out
live and fresh wakening  my rip van winkle heart


  1. I think the tim tams deserve one too

    and this will lead to gaiety

  2. Replies
    1. oh the wonderment of Aldi...the glass jars of skinless franks

  3. I knew that Winckle guy was wripped
    otherwise never would have slept so long

  4. I never thought I would see gumption in a poem, Kerry, such wondrous substance, and here it is. I so enjoyed this poem.


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