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midnight: geese barking
like a herd of small dogs
2 AM: train 4 AM: train
whistles and rain 6 AM:
newspapers thudding
on front porches
8 AM: sky in the west deep
& threatening; sky
in the east brilliant blueeverything gleams & sparkles
brown grass greened overnight
green river brown & fast & high
birdsong the white dog
shows me his pink tongue
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sounds like you stayed awake all night...
heard it all except the dog and newspaper...
thanks for putting it into words
Posted by: endment | 08 April 2006 at 05:26 AM
I especially like the first 3 lines, and the train/rain sound.
Posted by: Mandy | 08 April 2006 at 01:13 PM
Interesting poem. Like how you use time and then ended it with color in this one.
Posted by: Cathy | 08 April 2006 at 02:01 PM
mm, this poem is yummy. i could feel the damp air, hear the train.
Posted by: kat | 08 April 2006 at 03:38 PM
Inspiring! I especialy like the part about the geese barking.
Posted by: harmonyinline | 08 April 2006 at 04:52 PM