Salt & Pepper Poem by Geoffrey Lambert

Salt & Pepper



Bitter
Sour
Shaken not stirred

Crisp and clear
all too queer

A jagged edge
tormenting a wedge

Dark and moody
not too gloomy

Dark skies
blue skies
In-between

Moonlight crescent
heavens descent

For a shot
with a sneeze
over the left please

Fade to grey
i hope and prey

Salt and Pepper
thirty and dirty

Sunday, February 8, 2015
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