Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Poem: Natalie

Natalie

There she is:
bright golden hair
blowing in the wind
arms spread
and body turning in a circle.

Incense and lava lamps,
crystals and vivid colors
live in your world.

A touch of greenery
and some flowers,
vegetables and no
animals -- cooked.

Sometimes I think
about what it would
be like
without her,
the gypsy gir.

Shabazz Wilson

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