Friday, February 28, 2014

Pirate Samba (Poem 333)

Slippery, picky path
almost intoxicating
hard-driving pirate samba,
profane, fairly cloudy 
salacious material,
a bell-ringing distraction
diverting quintessential
ceremonial intersection 
of sugarcane and copper
cow bells

(c) 2014, by Hannah Six