His leaky pen moves <br />Across the blank white page like <br />A confused cockroach <br /> <br />Mourners assemble <br />Ressembling a long black snake <br />Waiting for a take <br /> <br />Lively banter heard <br />Holiday makers are back <br />Summer has ended<br /><br />Sandra Martyres<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/senryus-7/
