Not So

November 10, 2017
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Grasses whispering
poems as bees sing
their harmonies
lumbering
heavy
steps seem to echo
in the not so silent
silence the sound
of grass
yank
yank
the wind is sweet
and soft grass
pressed down by
a warm body
tail swinging to the
melody
sun warmed dandelions
cling on as the wind
pushes gently
gently
huff of air
brown eyes deep
and dark behind
sweeping lashes
wet nose glinting
jaw working side
to side side
to side a clover
dangling from
lazy lips blinking
in slow serenity






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