deepundergroundpoetry.com

mule minded

Mule minded 


Plough, my mule
a furrow in my name 
the almond tree blossoms
there will 
be another furrow 
in my name
memories collect 
spent bullets 
in a mass grave 
in pursuit of knowledge
while yellow flowers
at the edge 
of a memory 
wilts 
not robust enough 
to plough another furrow  


Written by oskar
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0 reading list entries 0
comments 0 reads 47
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 1:08am by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 10:01pm by Anne-Ri999
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 9:23pm by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 8:48pm by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Yesterday 8:30pm by Ahavati
COMPETITIONS
Yesterday 7:36pm by SeaCat