•
•
•
table tops and i
do turn back hands of time
one spin just for good luck
a knock on wood is snuck
these superstitions lie
just as do you and i
a bed of silk and roses
does, honest, steal my focus
away we put our socks
Away with ticking clocks
- ch
YOU ARE READING
carpe diem
Poetrybrought to you from the far corners, shallow pools, and desperate depths of my mind complete
