And a White Gull Glides
the sky is a hazy blue sea today
and a breeze touches the tree tops
and they sway like emerald waves
oh, there is a perfect silence ...
though hidden birds chatter and twitter
and my flowers tremble
while others are ... perfectly still
and my hanging
ivy is creeping and twining
and somewhere a wind chime
pings once
and a white gull glides
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June 9, 2021
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2021
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