14 - Rondeau
Delivery
Within his truck in soft repose
Reclining, Nelson starts to doze
And dreams from deep inside his head
Deliverance from the things he said
Awakes to unfamiliar woes
In wanting to console these throes
He visits one of many hos
And throwing her upon the bed
He delivers
Once back in Brookline's muted glows
The giant man neglects his loads
Attending to the moon instead
Does Nelson, mighty arms outspread
After the doors at Starbucks close
He delivers
Another poem coming here tomorrow...
In the meantime, check out April 18th's poem from last year.
2 comments:
Amazing.
tribute to the man
i could take a load of that....
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