Wrong Poem by Leslie Philibert
Wrong
There are too many moons,
bells are under the church.
The night is not as dark as a wet ditch
and the morning stops as soon
as it starts; as you leave the coal
in the oven still glows, the door
closed twice to make it properly shut.
Please take this day; wrap it in string.
Friday, March 7, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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