Impromptu

my eggs are
hanging like
grapes wanting
to be juiced

but when cold
my eggs look
like prunes so
tell me what

actually is
prune juice
and why can't
i find raisin juice
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Pigeon Tart Avatar
May 16, 2019 at 2:44 PM
Delightfully twisted ;)
Connelly Avatar
May 17, 2019 at 11:51 PM
I think a twist in a poem is better if it's a twisted twist Maureen.
Connelly Avatar
May 17, 2019 at 6:55 AM
I'm glad you enjoyed, Maureen. Thanks.
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