tomorrow the wind will blow
dry branches and feeble reeds
draggin loose dirt and cracked pebbles
into your eyes
i will be
with a dog and a bud
watching the sox win the series
--you never liked baseball did you?
Posted on 04/08/2005Copyright © 2020 Uriel Tovar
I never liked baseball and its steroid histrionics nor the assumption that tomorrow will come or bring her mighty wind. but I am here now to relate to you and not in a windy fashion, that your poetry is subtle, is certain and surefooted.