small poems & small plates
Line of Sightfleeting triangles of coloralong the bargeway's rearnot too much longeruntil the dodge regretsno flimsy excuseswhen realtime jalopiessnag the noontime racesholding out for moreblasted faraway damselwaves a hanky to the winnerand in the shadow slipsaway her attenuated form
Line of Sight
ReplyDeletefleeting triangles of color
along the bargeway's rear
not too much longer
until the dodge regrets
no flimsy excuses
when realtime jalopies
snag the noontime races
holding out for more
blasted faraway damsel
waves a hanky to the winner
and in the shadow slips
away her attenuated form