The Sulk Poem by Satish Verma
The Sulk
Lapis lazuli:
like a crazy theme of
hostile doctrine,
spawning a fierce battle
of bulge.
It was scary
like a scrawny lizard
climbing on the breasts.
The hoarse retreat of the arm,
when the lamb did not
squeal under the machete.
Poking in frozen mud,
to find the footprints of a mammoth,
when trees were bleeding.
Friday, September 9, 2011
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4/25/2024 4:54:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
superb write with imageries galore..