William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

Sour Honey

Then Again

On his death bed the old man said, Whatever it is, whatever you do, whatever you love, whatever you feel, don’t make it a religion. Then, nearing his last breath, he raised his hand a little and whispered, Unless . . . . [ 1776 ]

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Rushing Water

A breeze passing through cottonwoods sounds like rushing water, but rushing water doesn’t sound like a breeze passing through cottonwoods; rushing water sounds like rushing water, rushing water rushing water rushing rushing water . [ 1774 ]

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Flag Up Tail

little kitty flag up tail street cross run up never fail food dish moodish flop and flail bumps me stumps me purrs me lures me sits me quits me plays me pays me flays me tooth and nail . [ 1773 ]

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