6 Little Poems to Remember
No form for beauty
anywhere near the end
till I scuffle to get in line
Jeez even mangoes
which are born to be ripe
have a Platonic form
Here I dream of bridges
that have always led to
places I’ve been before
Young Chinese Neighbor
has a finger up his nose
how perfected the search
Jeans dream of youth
it’s no embarrassment
it's a small planet
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© 2014 Rob Schackne
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