Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Poem 1














Locked in my little car
I am the only person in the world
That sees this view
Hazy sun off to my left
Seeing the dark side of trees, ebony
Beautiful Maya blue sky - luminous hue
Grass fresh and Harlequin
Early morn never looked this good to me
I must travel on my way
Wish I could stay
I'd lay on the lawn
Close my eyes, smiling at dawn

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