Divining Rod Poem by Charlotte Ballard

Divining Rod



From the looming lair,
Carved from dank and dark caves,
With a jangle and a brazen blare,
Forth from the rosy wine and the arms of friends
Comes a fallen god with car keys as his guide.

Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: car,friends
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