My Turn
May/June 2015
John Kazlauskas Poetry and Art
May/June 2015
John Kazlauskas Poetry and Art
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yesterday
when you learn the truth
nothing remains frozen
strawberries burst out
over yellow chiffon cake
leaking out eternal secrets
to naïve young men and women
who, seeing the eternal
in their curled palms
dance to boogie woogie music
until the sun rises
and they return to their straw nests
when you learn the truth
nothing remains frozen
strawberries burst out
over yellow chiffon cake
leaking out eternal secrets
to naïve young men and women
who, seeing the eternal
in their curled palms
dance to boogie woogie music
until the sun rises
and they return to their straw nests
JKazlauskas_Carnival_
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speeding
I have ridden to new mexico two wheels skimming black asphalt a millimeter off and death is the next card driven rain strikes like pounded nails my hands are curled like holding a new born baby no wind today to blow the rains away across the parched land is rain the culprit a burst of sunlight breaks the monotony of miles and miles of nothing is sin the result of a thought |
John Kazlauskas
John Kazlauskas is an artist and poet residing in Green Valley, Arizona.
