The ChangeA Poem by Nik
I heard the geese leave,
laughing between themselves
at our expense,
felt the palms of the wind callus
as they chafed upon yard brush trees,
chapping cheekbones
and lips.
© 2008 NikReviews
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1 Review Added on December 22, 2008 AuthorNikUnited KingdomAboutThirty-something who has been writing on/off for around 20 years. more..Writing
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