the gift of wild


walker is the wild man

that terrifies me


when god doled out inhibition

he skipped walker


i find a hole when i see him coming

so isn't it a surprise


when he turns out to be puddy-tat

a little lambykin 


a sheep in wolf's clothing

that glint in his eye



that rapacious smile 



he is a character out of milton


judged on appearance

a reputation more myth than truth


there is no denying it

he is a wild man, of the very best kind








Poetry by one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-10-29 at 15:55

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