A Curse Received Poem by Pasquale DiMeola

A Curse Received



Quiet hums the straw brooms
Weary from the sweeping
Umbrella shaped mushrooms
Lulls some into sleeping

Soothing is the dying
Foliage on the ground
Sheltered by the sighing
Leaves of sienna brown

Scorching the old scarecrow
As the owls hoot Hoodoo
Enemies we have known
In the guise of Voodoo!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Vipins Puthooran 30 September 2011

Wow, an amazing poem... Great intellectual thought here... Magnificient write

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Pasquale DiMeola

Pasquale DiMeola

Newark, New Jersey
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