Monthly Archives: January 2013

Marrow’s Keep

Does it always have to be six foot deep
Walking away saves words for the marrow weeps
Left all alone it watches and seeks
Little rabbit’s toes curl up as I peek

Tossing the rabbit’s foot on his casket
There is no way to hide our rabbit mascot
Ugly stares through their disgusting masks
They all knew that I was up to the task

Three legged rabbits stopped chewing their green grass
They all turned around to find my brass ass
Kicked to the curb to be left all alone
The rabbit stomped me into my bone’s

©2013 Michael Yost 01/23

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Feeling this Way

There’s no earthly reason for feeling this way
It’s her angels that hide, where her shadow lays
I’ve hidden behind the fern’s curling fronds
After we first met knowing we’d go beyond

Her angels guided Cupid’s arrow to pursue
A new life knowing the arrow stuck true blue
It was a kiss and a hug we used to know
We fell in love because Cupid’s arrow and bow

2013 Michael Yost 01/23