Ghazal Garden

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A black lettuce wrap sandwich for my sinDon't tell my vegan daughter she'll cry seaApril is poem a day month for old me.
Anxiety grows at night under cardboard.


Sparrows tumble from my throat, is to saySnakes eat Araucana eggs on their wayAmelia’s boys keep cabins in the wood.Aphrodite’s sacred birds kept at baySolitary life,  they did not dismay.
Peaches, blood oranges feed the blue jaysPaul, young son loads the truck for market dayCoffee becomes compost, chicks are tradedSilkie Bantams warm in Matelasse bedsSunflower seeds dry in a crumpled way.
Tires go flat over the dirty road frey.The boy shares his lunch with a passeridaeShe calls tik tik as rock sparrows do flyWish him good fortune, yes, which is to sayWaste not, be kind, work hard C. G. each day.




A woeful story ///  you want to replay.
Daughter told me never eat at Chic fil AThe C. O. O is ju ju ~  ~        Dan Cathywe should shake our fist at chicken and sayOff to hell the phrase "my pleasure" all day.
Copyright © Caroline Gerardo April 4th 2018 
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