Short Cut Poem by david gerardino

Short Cut



i found some in sight in this sheltered place, a mundane order of rhyme, metre, and sound, a concret reality of no visions, or dreams, just a deft craftsman with the cleverness of a clown.

Sunday, April 8, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams,rhyme
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