Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Poem - Cobbled Hearts

who's to say
why which woman
mingles with the Muse
stagger into the stimulus saloon
and voilĂ ...
little couplets cavort capriciously
maybe some day they'll say
who was this special someone
what was it this woman scattered
petal like in her path
strolling down Attraction Boulevard
over the cobbled hearts, bleeding
from little stiletto heels