Aloha poets,
Chair amidst a cool tropical flower garden inspires today.
Have a seat! Enjoy!
The Death of Dull
To let a false claim act of their own accord
Breathless whistleblowers, "All aboard"
Is to nurture in deserts a broken wing
In hopes the dust may begin to sing
Can beauty alone cure all ill?
Domestication's magic pill?
Must poems end so soon?
Drifting as if a balloon?
Life really means to have us live longer
Live a little smarter, maybe stronger
To have the energy, techno power
Along with beauty, and a flower
How can we waste time to bicker and feud?
As gentle wisdom arrives on breezes nude
In hefts of full heart, so placid and soft
The death of dull in your happy loft
copyright 8.15.10
patrick d. adams
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