Thursday, April 17, 2014

NEW! Two poems by Bob Brooks

Bob Brooks

Two poems

HE'LL NEVER FIND IT


—What did you do with that turkey bone? We don’t want the dog to get it. 

—I threw it into the buddleia.

—You threw it where?

—You know, behind the vibernum.

—Behind what?

—Over there by the cotoneaster. 

—Where?

—Don’t worry! He’ll never find it. 


"THE WORLD'S MOST PATRIOTIC COUNTRY"


Across the road in front of my car 
the chipmunk charges

tail borne high 
like a banner. 

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