Well, now it’s Saturday.
The long neck ghosts aren’t rowdy
punching holes in the walls of my head,
but they did wake me up talking about:
pine trees chewing on the chin of the sun,
egg rolls swabbing tongues with duck sauce,
a Texas Hold-Em game that held me up.
Their chit-chat of Friday’s antics make me
determined to give their pop-top cousins
something to talk about in the morning.
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ha! another great one, pat!
(now you made me thirsty)
funny! :)
I want waffles now.
What an image, now I'm hungry.
"pine trees chewing on the chin of the sun"
I absolutely love that line!
You do have a way with imagery Pat!
Saturday morning, those long necks are all now fallen soldiers...
I wanna!
great description of a saturday morning!
I bet the lake is beautiful!
sounds like a good weekend
cheers
Really a good one, Pat. Hope you are well.
another tasty treat. good thing no hangovers. im drooling at those egg rolls.
I like:-)
hey! beautifully described...
j. andrew already said it, but i must agree: pine trees chewing on the chin of the sun" is a wonderful line. thank you for pouring this poem into the ether!
Enjoyed- great images
"pine trees chewing on the chin of sun,/egg rolls swabbing tongues"-
also smiled at the two poems below
Enjoy your weekend!
I like the last three lines.
I love what you do when you do it like this...words that slide down!
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