Herbert Nehrlich 2
Just Words - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich 2
Tis Tuesday and the rains have come
delusions of deluge
the hummingbird would never hum
within this subterfuge.
Fruitbats hang upside down to dry
the parapluie is carried high
and suits the maddest hatter.
We humans ask in ignorance
if rain drops might be tears
or wee of angels' innocence
so often in arrears.
His beard, imagined but not seen
expands beyond the chin,
its grand plumage true evergreen
hides a complacent grin.
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