Lucy shoots daisies


Lucy loves all daisies
that shoot from the hip,
never looking back.
She is a handful,
never breaking the lamp
of all concluded,
never dipping her finger
in the pot long revered
amongst tribes of further vision,
never leaving space
to its own making.

I drive an ominous bus
down self inflicted avenues
with solar certainty
and mooned to the gut.
Seascapes dripping of dark blue,
waves that smell of gulls
and gargled rocks,
wash my final fret
with clover and thyme,
with dark corals and sand.




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2006-11-27 at 01:49

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The title caught my eye. Shooting from the hip.
2016-09-25


ZARIFE DEMIR
My heart is beating!
2010-02-26



You are a poet who has an amazing talent for using unexpected word combinations and startling imagery, techniques that encourage several readings. I like "ominous bus" and the similarity to omnibus.
2010-02-26


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2010-02-26


Saga
Oh magic Bus!!! Great one Bob!!!
2006-11-27