Daniel Nairn

Rookie (Bellevue, Nebraska)

Catharsis? - Poem by Daniel Nairn

What are these but
Some few hastened
Silly feelings
Cut and pasted
Fit for no one
Lost and wasted
For catharsis
To be tasted
Only by a
Little boy.

Meaning hidden
In the scribble
Of the poet's
Rhyme and riddle
Must be found there
In the middle:
Faith and truth and
Hope un-little
Shining through this
Growing boy.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 6, 2006



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