Poems by Sideways Fertilda
It was a warm, sunny day.
But I forgot,
that it wasn't warm,
and there was no rabbit.
—Sideways Fertilda, February 27, 2023
Relationship
There once was a twosome
(a rosebud)
a bulb
That fell into a sac
and became a daffodil.
But that's not the way it really happened.
Poetry is a lie.
—Sideways Fertilda, January 21, 2024
