Slow – richwrapper

“Al Werneke” – Tanka 122

Slow, fat, profane coach

would chew on my ear for hours

on quadrivium:

a halfback who tutored his

guards, tackles and center well.

February 5, 2016February 5, 2016 by richwrapper Categories: Coach, Football, J Richards, Poem, Poetry, UncategorizedTags: center, Coach, fat, guards, profane, Slow, tackles, tutored

“Flex Those Wings!”

Race yourself to sleep,

but slow down your waking world:

gnat in grandeur!

September 17, 2015 by richwrapper Categories: Haiku, PoetryTags: gnat, grandeur, Race, sleep, Slow, waking world