Peter Kasius Poems

Conservation starts on laundry day
As wet white sheets are pinned away
On clothesline stretched and taunt
To catch what sunbeams have always brought
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Thundering hoofbeats are heard in the vale
then a whirl away horse come up the trail
As a jazz clarinetist is playing the blues,
there is a foot tapping gallop by a hundred kazoos
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Naked branches bending back and forth
By winter's wicked wind blowing from the north
Ah, man shivers standing still for the bus at dawn,
Delayed downtown from frozen frantic traffic.
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Be advised the Grim Reaer is quick as a cat
Entering and exiting before you can scat
With no sense of boundaries or personal space
No show of feeling for the sad human race
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