Tuesday, May 14, 2013

P.3 Monday, May 13th

  • Sunlight spilled through
    the cracks in my windows....
    Blue sky followed me
    wherever I went.
    The dew-touched grass
    sifted through my toes,
    as melodies of nature
    filled my ears.

  • Starting the mower
    Cutting the grass
    Edging the leftovers
    Sweeping the pavement
    Collecting the money.

  • The bird plummeting
    chirp turn to panic
    the wings flop
    no luck
    thump.

  • The night was quiet
    and dark, but we
    were loud and bright.

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