Pauses

Swath of asphault and concrete; black/gray

driven lumpy by heated pauses miraged

Punctuation mark stripes; gold and white

ribbon familiar patterns of guidance; STREDOP!

The greenway is still damp with dewy prisms

freshly mowed with dull blades, tips khaki

A solitary snowy moth flitters dainty on green

It square dances with the breeze lilting lavendar

The timer changes time; a horn honks orange

The dainty beauty slithers to the sky blue

The bus squeals to the stop hissing silver

This entry was posted in Human.

One comment on “Pauses

  1. Linda Looney says:

    I like this piece. Mom

    My humanity is bound up with yours, for we can only be human together” Desmond Tutu

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