Poetry Corner
by Kathie Bird
| Half a melon ago I contemplated the rain Sly drops into interim ponds Plops punctuated pocks in toughened sand Now the rind sits wetly vacant Toothless, agape And the dripping outside, stopped Soot-clouds yawn their departure From the front step Air like honeydew Sunlight pours pictures into puddles Like half-melon rinds holding pieces of sky copyright Sept. 24, 2005, Kathie Bird |
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