“For Kassie”
February 24, 2016
I had a thought as the dewy grass awoke
I was pondering deeply as my mind spoke
Must poetry be made from tightly bound words?
Or can poetry be a bit more absurd?
Can eyes be poetry, I wondered with a yawn
Can eyes be poetry if they can outshine the dawn
And make the dusk feel inadequate
I kept this thought and I ran with it
Eyes so beautiful can only be
A special form of sweet poetry