Poetry by Sondra Kay Neiman


      (Oh, such a "but"!
      A round and bouncing "but"!
      Yes, a ball of nefarious gall!
      Tickling my mind
      With visions benign!
      To pranksters, a moon,
      To the Spirits, a rune.
      A dream of those lewd,
      An orb to the Druid.
      Back to the point,
      Oh! Such confusion!
      The frustration is nothing
      "But" an intrusion!
      Then the prowess of "buts"
      Slinks through the sky,
      Slapping and laughing
      And asking "Why
      Is there a problem?")
      TO WRITE ABOUT!                       

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Ruminate A Drop of Time Protest
But! Alive the Child! Dragonspell
Primitively Superior Rendezvous Nova Sun
Tender Threads Binky's Pen Tidewaters
An Onomatopoeia Scorpion Fever The Mudball
Freedom's Breath This Hallowed Night The Snake
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