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Friday, April 20, 2012

Like a Passing Car


 



Light leaps on the lawn
In long yellow soft patches.
Can't wait to go out.

 

Victor and Erin
Drink coffee in my kitchen;
A new morning treat.

 

 Rooster crows loudly
In the early morning sun;
Laury comes with dogs.

 
 The road is mellow;
Even the shadows seem soft;
The woods are quiet.


Fluted white flowers
Placed in perfect symmetry:
Clover by the road.

 

As my mind wanders
Road beneath me vanishes
Like a passing car.


One bird keeps calling;
Does not wait for the answer
Which will never come.

 

 Plane roaring above
Is no louder than my shoes
Pounding on the ground.







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