Charlotte Ballard

Just Sounds - Poem by Charlotte Ballard

Animals amble minimally present
Never seems enough -
Bubbles squish up between
Toes that need a trim quick.
Sunday shoes pressed for best
Muds makes all the cats the same.
Season fewer then men
Tell lies across my best napkin
Folded neat, here, not there
First, then last.
Tumble past, and
Dry up quick.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 30, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, November 3, 2008

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