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.


Porcupinetaxi said...

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

Anonymous said...

Nice poem. John O, Miami