Thursday, October 21, 2010
My Latest Poem ( Has No Connection to Picture)
'The First Journey Of A Hair'
Tip your hat if it serves you well
and others may follow
and you'll be uncomfortable as the head of a line.
Rub your temples to deal with stress
because you have no control over what goes on inside
Purse your lips
when in a headlock
Be a man
and curse a buoy
under your breath
And now all that's under your belt....
Knocking knees are a kick in the teeth
But don't judge yourself too harshly
as a defence mechanism.
Stand on your own two feet
in a dance with yourself
and resent that you're lead.
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