Undercoat Robe

Oh! mind of many sorry
the vast green field, waiting to be fertile,
for even the rain comes to visit your
great pasture dew of yesterdays
smile

welcome on the river Brooke,
come suddenly
snoot the glory of every nook, the calmness
restore whatever comes to see
the crook

here comes Wizard of the Oz,
why have the field so filled
with empty mind,
where everyone comes to
find of what is mine, do nothing best than good
that exists, done for each hand
cover with a nutty cope

different color seems too bright
but the undercoat shines
very hot, bring then the wary cat to lie down near
the Kitten pot
tickle mind, hard to find

poem by Antonio Liao
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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