poem || Jeff Harrison

 
On The Mountainside
 
ink's expectation,
will you tell the General my brilliant supposes?


General Mills,
it's my step-smooth thought, see?


on the mountainside,
drawn small shock promised against look


persistent lady,
door-settled lesson full-accidentally misspelled


awake by daylight,
gentlemen recommend excitement in handwriting
 
 
George Washington,
you referred to yourself as having winning manners?
 
 
pennies,
relief dark against them


names again,
where do people find the energy?


dimly lit,
the points of interest regret cavalier treatment


sphinxes,
hobnobbing with the servants & getting them all upset
 
  
Lillith,
you certainly are a persistent lady


a horse,
differently colored though its shoes are still blue


hubbub,
despite the fact this contained only a handful of names


Abelard,
lays himself down under a pine tree


pine tree,
skillfully chosen specimens of William Wormswork