POEM V: 31 MARCH 2010
Wednesday, March 31st, 2010Pizza Heaven
Nothing beats a piece of pizza
I could eat a feast of pizza
Happy in a nest of pizza
Someday let me rest in pizza.
Greg O’Connell © 2010
Pizza Heaven
Nothing beats a piece of pizza
I could eat a feast of pizza
Happy in a nest of pizza
Someday let me rest in pizza.
Greg O’Connell © 2010
Girl
Girl
on the cliff-edge of womanhood
about to take flight
your martial arts wingtips
poised gracefully in self-defence
your beautiful buoyancy
ready to swim through air
greenscape girl, your hair
a painter’s complementary red
your heart, no less flaming
and immaculate
I am almost ready
to witness you dawn again
emerge once more
like some baby
ever born.
Greg O’Connell © 2010
My dog is a dog
My dog is a dog that despises dog roll
my dog is a dog with fast food in his soul
my dog is a dog that is stranger than fiction
my dog is a dog with a hotdog addiction.
Greg O’Connell © 2010
There is land
It is true
there is land
that is a blood stain
and land that rises like a hymn
there is land
that makes love elemental
and land that finally
buries love.
Greg O’Connell © 2010
I’m a Poet
I’m a poet
I take a line and throw it
I take a rhyme and crow it
I take a word
And overflow it.
Greg O’Connell © 2010