Poetry Gets Out of Hand…

Cover of Planet of the Blind....man and dog....

Poetry gets out of hand
climbs the maple out back
chatters like a squirrel

who knows some jokes 

or soon will freeze to death.
“He’s my friend” I say—

but I’m a fool—
poetry squirrel
is not


leaps over branches
without reason

but as my wife says:

“He really has beautiful

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University

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