Echo Effect Poem by Michael Arthur
Echo Effect
still a stick in the mud
no plastic chrysanthemums
just born on died on dates
our name in some shape
walnuts kerplunk
and not unless eaten
are we fed what we need
to hold us like a reckless butterfly
going blade to blade
as Autumn disguises time
crawling down brick walls
the only trait I inherited
detached earlobes
Thursday, December 29, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: autumn,butterfly
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