sprite rites
if a prof and a sprite met in the night
while wolves howl and cats meow
would there be a unity of poetry?
there used to be
once upon a time in a summer
of the numbers 6 and 7
there was a bit of heaven
for us both back then
what a sin to let that go
ah so, life moves on
but now there are other things
editor strings that keep such
memories from reoccurring
and the cat is purring
and the wolf is howling
and the poetry lives on
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2009-02-16 at 06:51
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