Oh how I love these righteous folk
Whose Comments go Up to Down
Instead of (outrageously) Down to Up
Until – Oh dear- some Reply upcomes

Setting a wildcat among the pigeons

Someone out there whose parents
Never took the time for marriage
Misspent their time spewing forth
Such misbegotten stylish Themes

Right to Left; Down to Up

“Whose umbrella can I steal?
Whose is this one here?
I’ll take it and depart
And leave them in the rain.”

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on October 19, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. Don’t judge just go play in the rain. I like the voice in this poem.

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