|Misty Rose, ThreeShort Poems
When you wear the night
What color is the shadow
Inside your eyelids?
7 May 2009
Liberty's own scope
Relinquished control to sleep
in a freed dreamscape
30 May 2009
AND RINGO WAS HIS NAME
Set my octopus friend free to go
With an Indian melody in tow.
Across sea - weed and fantasies
Invasion splashed against rock decrees.
He played down in his beatle roll
As another star of the fish bowl.
He still dives to make his own beat.
Tides of time slip past fanned feet.
27 Dec. 2013