Poetry Friday

Just finished watching Life of Pi. Loved parts of it, but not totally sure about my opinion of the whole.

Found some bits and pieces of poetry snagged during a professional workshop of limited value, pegged as a great take at Harvard. We were seated  in a basement with windows just at the streetlevel.

I am sensing something

My socks are too tight

The leaves unfurl before my eyes

Outside the wall of windows

Legs pass by

Short, long, thin knobby legs

Navy legs stop at a parking meter

Shopping bags, briefcases, newspapers bob from right to left

From left to right bob purses, hands with cigarettes

The leaves on the tree unfurl as the minutes tick by

Bright green buds as we sip our morning coffee

Are tiny verdant flags as we finally close our books.

A day ticked by on someone else’s agenda

While spring emerged without us.

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One thought on “Poetry Friday

  1. Don’t you wish you were outside? Thanks for the poetry!

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