Hints
Fall is dropping hints. /
Yellow, brown, red, orange notes. /
Winter whispers: “Yes.”
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Buzz
Crossing and searching, /
overhead buzzed a manmade bug. /
Cloud holds its silence.
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Abstract
Clouds swirl arabesque, /
counting winds, flirting with light. /
Gossamer kisses.
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Light
A true patriot /
sees not only the flag, but /
the night approaching.
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There once was writer named Maxwell/
Who wrote only things factual /
Imagination, he said, /
Was not in his head. /
Then he was eaten by a Pterodactyl.
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