Soft Edges Free Hedges
The fog slowly creeps its dampness covers everything
All of nature now fuzzy around its wet edges
Fog settles like damp blanket 'pon the hedges
Wind tossed pines' sighs float through the hedges
The Dove's sudden coo lifts spirits of everything
Still no red sun seen lifting gray from the edges
Humans are confused_still damp around edges
They seek a life of gratifying hedges
Who don't want to work but desire everything
They want free everything_soft edges with all hedges
Inspired by Andrea Dietrich
Contest: Introducing Tritina ( a new poetry form for you!)
Written this 24th day of February 2013
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Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2013
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