Like A Jungle Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

Like A Jungle

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I must hie me home and sit
at the desk in my den
to evacuate a poem
in the moist topsoil
of my fertile imagination

Things like poems
grow in that undergrowth
I call my jungle
tendrils reaching skyward
through subtle soil
to take flight
and blossom red
and yellow
in the sun!

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