My beard bristles as the back of a boar,
As the boar, I come back for more
coffee,
Standing on the back porch in the spring sun,
My heart full of love and my head full of lead.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
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Verse by Caleb Mannan
If you like Robert Service, Longfellow, Tolkien, Milton, Robinson Jeffers, Whitman, Poe, The Bible, Tennyson, Ray Bradbury, life, death, Untermeyer, Pound, Donne, joy, sorrow, Siegfried Sassoon, Wilfred Owen, Robert Graves, children, beauty, Dante, Tom Waits, then set yourself down beside this fire.
All verse copyright Caleb Mannan unless otherwise specified.