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Poetry
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bus stop blues- dodging raincell phone battery burn-out.
echos morph into traveling beams
flashing against the grout.
thoughts scream, actions mute-
frozen in fear's delight.
the mind falls prey under vanishing
stars three hours beyond midnight.
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4 comments:
what an incredible picture. lovin' that sky. have a great night.
great pic n great poem:)
breath taking image!
A beautiful picture and poem truly delights. Glad I found your site. A new follower.
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