365 Days of Poetry: Day Thirty-Five

a bit of frosting
on brick and blood.

the calm before the storm.

a purple riot.
at Lombard and Broadway.

the sacks of inspiration.

a new religion.
this life support.

they always thank God.

a war for the children.
from Esplanade to Canal.

the home of the dirty South.

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About June Faramore

Writer of fantasy, mainstream, and young adult fiction. Poet and sketcher. Mother. I read a lot and love cheese. Guitar playing singer-songwriter. I also enjoy stepping on the cracks in the sidewalk. View all posts by June Faramore

2 responses to “365 Days of Poetry: Day Thirty-Five

  • Maddi

    I like this! This poem made me think of the grittier things in life. How things seem to be fanciful and romantic, but are really just hard ideals in disguise.

    Love the almost oxymoronic effect of “a bit of frosting on brick and blood.” It drew me right in as a reader. Great read! 🙂

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