Happy Birthday Charlie Potts Poem by Mike Finley

Happy Birthday Charlie Potts



complacencies of the pain war and latte
all foamy from the salt spray sea
the blind old bard stumbles at the clearing
and the gods transform him into tree

o tempura, o morays
the poet cried where he stood
oh to be slick as a serpent again
and not a woodchuck's wood


love and lauds
on your being humongous

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Joseph Poewhit 21 August 2008

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Charlie Potts

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