Friday, April 6, 2018

OBSERVATION

Write a poem that stretches your comfort zone with line breaks.



Miss the city
Not the noise
Or air pollution
Of New York
In Ohio
I inhale fresher air
I see the Audubon Field Guide's
Local birds feeding on my front lawn
I hear mostly quiet
Or white noise or
The whistle of an infrequent freight train
Flying to the edge of nowhere or
Above everything else
I hear the tic-toc
Of my mortality clock





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