Treasure Island

Melikhaya Zagagana


Bell Ringers


Poets look
oddest in
the public
eye, they
always set
their eyes
in little
things of
none value
to ordinated
eyes; a passerby
would see no
sense of life
alike, a sitting-by
would spite a laugh
and seek a reason
to say a curse;
they always no not
about the coming
storm and the poet
is there always
for that reason.

Submitted: Saturday, February 22, 2014
Edited: Saturday, February 22, 2014
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