I haven’t heard from you in a few days
My heart is certainly ablaze
And you’re probably acrazed
Somewhere.
My gosh, you haven’t changed your ways
My friend, frankly, I continue to be amazed
By the gawkiness of your recent stays.
It is blue moon again
Father Earth is moving like a fleeing felon
Who wishes to find a haven
Anywhere.
Bad habits control old folks
And some clouds are made of cumulative smokes
Yet, it’s blue moon again.
Copyright © September 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of numerous books of poetry.
Categories:
gawkiness, allegory, earth, fantasy, funny,
Form: Rhyme