Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
Make luck, like destiny
we make our luck, plant and plow
slow, if careful, we can find it- I am told
you have to dig deep enough, get your fingers grimy
broken bare bones, will rest in your hand
the dog had buried last week
maybe that's your share of luck
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