Shuffling feet
An old man
With a grandfatherly dog
(Simultaneously published at POETS
The Original)
Drops of sweat
Finally Summer
Crickets chirp like crazy
An airplane
Flying low, roaring
Cricket chirps louder
Dark river
Sparse light on clouds
A dog barks
Clueless
Without key or note
The merle’s song
Shuffling feet
An old man
With a grandfatherly dog
Sometimes
The crystal wings of angels
As evening starts with afterglow
Old yellow lantern
Still poking into the night
Lazy wind in trees
The boughs
Swaying back and forth
While the lights dim
Night gone
But her fragrance
Still lingers on
Upset moon
Dashing to the horizon
To watch his fav sit-com
Words carved into ice
Only to watch them
Melt into oblivion
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