Your lights are on but you're not home so since your gone your stuff I’ll comb to steal your stash and any cash I may survey
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2021
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
Tag: Music
Thick as a Brick
She played a flute of hollowed bone culled from a coot whose future’d flown The melody was meant to be a lull from Tull
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
The Soloist
The cat waited
impatiently
to be sated
to be set free
She was no fool
she kept her cool
then wailed and sailed
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
