Le Jardin



Why not sit and write

Bells chime the half hour

Yellow pansies mashing it up

Luggage rolls over flattened gravel

Behind me, breakfast cereal chewing of crunching feet

A walker says to her friend, There's a place called Saint Chapelle

She over there hangs her puffy jacket on her Senat chair. Reads an article for work

Seagulls cry and fly in circles

Three queens claim sovereignty

Rectangular prism trees balance on thin trunks

Teen girls lose a boat in the grand bassin

Blinding sun melts our winter coats

Comments

Mitzi Lewison said…
Lovely writing in the garden!!

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