Wednesday, August 5, 2009
[I've diverged from the traditional 5-7-5 format with the first two poems below.]
Two beautiful young blonde boys
Dancing through the surf
Making us smile so
Just by their presence.
Drip drop splish splash rain comes down
Soaking the already-soaked ground
So that our shoes leak.
Wait a little bit –
Wait a half-hour to see it.
Yes! Sparkling sunset.