By Daniel -
I’m Singing Don Lockwood
I’m singing Don Lockwood,
skipping down the street,
and no one has yet to realize
the irony of the sunshine.
The clouds have vacated
the parking lot and my
melodies have perked
a nearby dog in interest.
and I’ll
whistle
for
pretty girls
near street corners
waiting for dusk
and hope, just hope, that
they get the irony of it all.
~
Daniel’s a pretty interesting poet. He’s got an abstract style, but it’s the stuff made of root beer clouds. Those would be delicious, by the way.
You can check his work out here: http://broken-poet.deviantart.com/
