Each second we live
Brings us a second closer
To when we will die
03.13.21 – 03.26.21
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Each second we live
Brings us a second closer
To when we will die
03.13.21 – 03.26.21
One night in May, 2020
A boy in his doggy
In Saskatchewan, Canada
Had a little chatty
Hey, doggy!
––Yeah, boy.
What sound does a snake make?
––Why, hisssss, of course!
––––The dog said menacingly.
And what sound does a quake make?
––Why rrrrrumble, of course!
––––The dog said unsteadily.
And what sound does an outbreak make?
––Why, um, ask the horse!
––––The dog said quite mockingly.
What sound does an outbreak make?
Why, it’s… BOOOM!
Bahahahahaha!
––––Laughed the boy heartily –
––––Watching his startled dog run away –
––––For days and more days –
––––As you only can –
––––In flat Saskatchewan
05.06.20
Continue reading “COVIDTRY Poem 08 (What Sound does an Outbreak Make?)”
I thought I smelled skunk –
Then I realized –
It was strong marijuana
06.11.16
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Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.
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Notes to this poem…
That feeling you get when you’re
Between your first wind –
And your second wind
06.02.16
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Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.
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Notes to this poem…
Winter is definitely
In the air this night
Of June the second
06.02.16
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Copyright by Minh Tan on listed dated of completion.
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Notes to this poem…