Thursday, January 19, 2017

Underneath a Stormy Sea

Underneath a stormy sea
that'd pitch a ship and wobble sealegs,
that'd hitch a hip to bend to nausea
that'd already shifted the seabirds inland for shelter
fish swim
in beautiful caverns.

2 comments:

Porcupinetaxi said...

I'm not going to give up on trying to figure out your poems.

Anonymous said...

Nice poem. John O, Miami