Short Poetry, Part 2

I have always liked rhyming poetry, and I’ve never thought that you had to choose between rhythmical or free-verse poetry. I wrote this back in the mid-1990’s; a friend did the calligraphy.

(For those viewing this post with a JAWS or similar reader, the poem reads: “Fly licks sweet things on and on/Spreading pestilence upon/Others’ feasts but who knows what/Germs invade the poor fly’s gut?”)