Manifestations of a chronic boondoggler…in verse

My brain is weird.
Little ball of fluff
my cat almost did you in
now you’re in prison
Hark! the herald cried
something dead over yonder
the vultures circle
O caterpillar
trail-way trundling along
little woolly bear
I agree with Calvin;
tiger-stripe cats’ fur is mere
ornamentation
Brothers together
hold fast to family ties
cardinal virtue
Pink feathery tufts
beneath amber sky at dusk
imaginary
One side makes you tall
the other, even shorter
both sides will kill you

Author: A.R. Grimes

Aspiring author of Christian Fantasy. A writer of poetry, fiction, and essays on various topics.

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