Weeds

Late yesterday’s
writings almost lost

Her gentle artistry
flaked a thorny rose

Sang mammy’s lullabies
and ole bandanna ballads

Songs from Down South
with verses and drawings

Still, old stone walls yet echo
refrains — beat, or be beaten

. . . . .

Poet: Susan Powers Bourne
Source: Archive.org | Weeden
Process: Cento pick and mix