The Bitter Orange Moon Poem by Ari Alsio
The Bitter Orange Moon
Outbound ships longing for faraway places,
what has the homely forest
without cinnamon,
do you understand?
Far from foreign countries,
there longing for faraway places,
On Sunday we are
oh, - bitter orange moon.
Release Solid my lazy bones, ,
release my gallows,
Release laughter - smile mouth,
release, listen to - he talks to you.
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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