June 2016

Deck chair

June 21, 2016

I thought of something Like distance Between me and the deck chair On the lawn Surrounded by pink cherry blossoms Red rhododendrons There is meaning to be made But not today Walking, striding, skipping, running Woman I will sit in the end But not today

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June 16, 2016

Before I was born I was vapor Mist in the park Across the street From where I was going to live Mist on the lake Whispering to the yabbies And the minnows Who lived in the silence Before I was there To look for them

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