Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Friends, Friends


Doors close--
Soft echoes under
Stars, undisturbed--
Cars pull away
From the curb--
By evening's end.
Early spring:
Lamplit earrings,
Friends, friends.

3 comments:

  1. You've said a lot with few words. That's the mark of a very good writer.

    (unfortunately. I always manage to say nothing with an enormous amount of words.....)

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