Shadows Pass

Shadows pass like clouds on a

perfect Summer day with the sound of

DIY and children playing

two gardens over, a lawn being mown and

unappreciated roses coming into bloom,

dust thickening, a trapped fly

angrily attacking a locked window, its

pocked buzz competing with a

telephone, bills still arriving,

white lines from almost

invisible jets just discernable through the window,

birds twittering for the

life of them.

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  • J Matthew Waters  On December 11, 2011 at 10:49 pm

    once “unappreciated” arrived this poem took off for good! i really like the tone and the pace and the sound. well done.

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