Ah!! Paris
sipping our long cool drinks
under our white straw hats
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Poem 6692
Dumped bathtub
the rains turned green
in the mosquitoes‘ way
Poem 6691
Fanning around
their tails‘ scent
two dogs in the park
Poem 6690
Spider…
only the male suitor
understanding her web
Poem 6689
Dusk stealing
small shadows
the mountain moves
Poem 6688
By degrees
the glint from the window panes
bedazzled with dawn
Poem 6687
No hint of surf
only the feel of quicksand
between the child‘s toes
Poem 6686
Twilight
lips taking the salt in
from the sea‘s breeze
Poem 6685
A dawn lake
spreading ripples
our silent oars
Poem 6684
All is winter
the stillness of the snow
drooping Pines
