Best Clove Poems

As the cycle ends my face swallows itself
As an epic tome ends, it goes back on the shelf
The ouroboros can eat its heart out
And the deaf can let out a muted shout
Falling star boomerang is coming back around
Feet headed west, but heart is homeward bound
Karma...

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Knots-besotted
(too canny for a granny)
as sailors go (and they will)
of which I am (still) one
(when day is done)
I can bend a bowline
(from stern to stem)
with the best of them
(just so's you knows...
the rabbit out of the hole comes
'round the tree runs then back down goes)
and...

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