![]() Fourteen DaysA Poem by Kenneth The Poet
Mother the shade of royal
curled up with the child in the throes of kitten calls and sights shaded in polar opposition, while the father echoes prose from Keenan as thoughts of baby-back ribs go through his intellect because even satire has its moments of placement, yet as she cries and hiccups the parents look on with awe and love because fourteen days is a milestone in their eyes, one day closer to discharge, one day closer to coming home and all the vital signs are pointing toward that conclusion © 2012 Kenneth The Poet |
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11 Reviews Added on April 4, 2012 Last Updated on April 4, 2012 Author![]() Kenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..Writing
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