Avisso Poem by Morgan Michaels

Avisso



You, my dear,
are like a lovely view-
a haven for the homeless,
a melodious road
running up steep green hills
coasting to lovely
flower-filled dallies-
(I mean 'vallies')
a glimpse of river flashing bye;
I, from Michigan, truly do
seek a lovely peninsula.
But under Michigan
lies Ohio, saying
'show me'.

Friday, April 4, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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