They Bloom Every Seven Year Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka
They Bloom Every Seven Year
or a Russian Itch
You always write
so flawlessly
it's difficult to find
a misplaced period
and not for the reason
of fault looking
it's because everything
is so idealistically shaded
and your meanings
so elegantly couched
make me feel
a seventh-year itch
and like desert cacti
intending to bloom
all I need is a little dew
from a flask of Vodka.
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: pome
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Alex Nodopaka June©2012
Alex Nodopaka June©2012
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