Wednesday, April 3, 2024

Auto Correct

 

by Brett Rutherford
 
Forsooth, forsythia!
O purple crocodiles
and yellow Daffyducks!

The young red Robber
awaits the day's eye.
It reigns! It reigns!
 
Tomorrow the yellow
dandy, lying in shade,
two lips pursed for a kiss.
asks where all the squirrels
slept, and what they dreamt.
 
Blossoms' bosoms burst,
mounting mountain laurels'
magnolia magnetic majesty,
hag-wig witch hazel
aburst from branch.
A whirl and a whoosh —
the flood! The flood!

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