Words to Window Sills

Words glide across a page
Until their punctuated end
Lives blow through time
Buck-and-wing and wend
Questions are for answers
Statements are really bills
The moon is a silver coin
Dancing on the window sills




Poetry by Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-07-19 at 14:52

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Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
I love the way you play with words, and both the title and the last line bring happy thoughts of rain on a windowsill.
Ashe
2018-07-20


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Thank you for the applauds ken d williams and melanie sue :)
2018-07-20