What would sly look like
would there be any foxiness
and the
what image brought to mind
a million clones
with black tie and white shirts
over used and unpretentious
would unused words
believe they are better
than the rest
Exquisite a diamond wall
that magnifies
exploding stars
as easy
lies back in oversized loungers
Enigma in a crowd frustrated
as it tries to explain itself
Love surrounded
has a sign around its neck
please no questions
Fear backed into a corner
startled
by surprise as he bashes
through the door
Life and death
share a joke
as on lookers
try to avoid there gaze
As and ifs
Ats and is's
Gather in a pack
Dream looks around the room
unsure its even there
Hope waits patiently at the door
Sentence starts a conga
as words take there place
And poem sees its face
Categories:
foxiness, poetry,
Form: Free verse