Lucky 8
This girl sent me her picture, one of pulchritude defined;
if it's her, she has charisma, or could she be a bore?
She wrote me this poem about a man she could adore.
The discomfort I am sensing has left me in a blind.
My address she had scribbled with blazing chromatic ink.
Using eight stamps plastered across the front to the left hand side,
she seems a perfect paragon of a mind gone cockeyed.
Such an envelope is a revelation, don't you think?
July 19, 2018
for Laura Loo's Rhyme Time 5- Lucky 8 Poetry Contest
a word bank piece in envelope rhyme
Copyright © Reason A. Poteet | Year Posted 2018
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