Monday, January 21, 2013

One

One leisurely walk in mid-morning's pale light

 One bird of prey, wings akimbo, buffeted by the wind's might

 One witness to an act of rage, reveries broken by screeching tires' slight




Posted by A Place to Reside at 9:20 AM
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2 comments:

  1. You create very good images of your morning walk. I'm inserting my own between the lines and guess that it was cold.

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  2. Thanks! Actually, it wasn't too cold that morning, but it certainly is cold now. :-)

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