escaped plastic sack
drifts among pedestrians
one more vagrant
Senryu
Your Voice
on trails we once walked
your voice still
in soft breezes
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Published in Troutswirl, Oct 2018
Topic:
HIKING TRAIL, Sounds
In Sync
when my back aches
my whole body bends
synchronized woe
🙂
Child’s Play
looking for her ball
she claps her hands in delight
here’s her little purse
Birdsong
the bird notes soar
and I try – but my tune
has no wings
Pop cans
glittering
littering pop cans—the end
of man’s party
Case Closed
I’ve closed the case
on my folks’ musical hopes
sour notes linger
