August Rev 1

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Remnants of an August afternoon.

Submitted: March 16, 2012

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August

 

By M. E. Riddle

 

 

 

 

 

Hanging gulls in the sky

A helicopter drones by

Birds sing, the phone rings.

She has water

I have a beer

Sliding over, she wants to be near.

The clouds are lovely, I’ll say

And she wonders aloud

What it’s like in Bombay.

We live in a dream

Casting pebbles in ponds

Chasing the rings.

The wind starts a dance

Sweeping away

The minds’ eye in a trance.

You are a friend

Again comes the wind

And we are dancing again.

 


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