august morning

black
dog
swimming
in
green brown
water
scented
bushes
cater-pillared
trees
ducks
near walking
in pooler
river
wrens
hide
hiding
with
near bye
bees
you
cling
to me
as snails
rock stick
currents
bashing
you
unabashed
its an
august
morning
with
new ways
dawning
gentle
sunlight
clouding
fast



Poetry by Peter Humphreys
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Written on 2007-02-26 at 18:10

Tags River  Clouds 

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