Other Side of the BladeA Poem by Jonhoi Vaughn
In bloom, the sun sends showers of blessings.
Bitching at sixty-five degrees Celsius,
Whilst, postponed cumulonimbus, cry elsewhere.
These distant sounds, smuggled, by a rouge wind.
Flailing harshly in vex breeze,
A JLP flag testifies no rain blanket. Only a spiteful sun.
The accomplice; a selfish blue not bright enough for eyes.
Against a rigid lightpost, they stand.
The middle finger to earth quakes long forgotten.
© 2008 Jonhoi VaughnFeatured Review
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