Chocolate Coal Chips
May 16, 2006
The spoon is
a bulldozer –
the ice cream
West Virginia.
I scrape for chips
of chocolate.
No one seems able
to stop me.
wrestling with congruency
The spoon is
a bulldozer –
the ice cream
West Virginia.
I scrape for chips
of chocolate.
No one seems able
to stop me.
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May 18, 2006 at 11:24 am
I love this poem. West Virginia has never tasted better.
Dick Canty sent me here.
May 18, 2006 at 12:27 pm
Thank you!
Who's Dick Canty???
May 24, 2006 at 10:19 pm
Oh do you mean THE Dick Canty, comedian, singer/song writer,juggler, blogger, father, and husband who hails from the Syracuse area?