Daisies are bouncing
to imperceptible tunes
on the late spring wind.
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– orha writes
Daisies are bouncing
to imperceptible tunes
on the late spring wind.
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– orha writes
Reusable bags
clearanced in the summer sale
tumble in spring winds.
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– orha writes
A drooping, wet web
holds the invisible weight
of this spring morning.
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– orha writes
Isn’t the end of spring
in the summer clearance sale?
Nope. Check the dumpster.
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– orha writes
Sitting on the curb
the glow of the spring moon dulls
this cigarette’s red.
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– orha writes
Twelve cans of Pepsi
desperate to become cherries
blossom on spring shelves.
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– orha writes
Five dewless footsteps
cutting across the wet lawn
are the rush of spring.
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– orha writes
Full of spring laughter
the wind mimics a young boy
spinning his pinwheel.
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– orha writes
A deep mood of spring
in the darkness on the hills
blossoming white lights.
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– orha writes
The cruel April rain
what was silence now echoes
a churning, wet tire.
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– orha writes