Busy Breezes
From the Northwest
flows the scents
of the upcoming hours.
Humidity rising
heat flies by
overcome by a minute
whisper of coolness.
Quickly eradicated
by a moment
of pure hot sun
beating down on
black pavement
increasing the
question of what's
to come -
blowing tablecloths
and then a cloud
-calmness-
Essence of busy breezes.
Copyright Vallee Rose
Here are some photos of the outside art fair I participated in when I wrote this poem several years ago. Boy I had a lot to seel - too bad almost no one came that year cuz was too hot!
Here are some photos of the outside art fair I participated in when I wrote this poem several years ago. Boy I had a lot to seel - too bad almost no one came that year cuz was too hot!
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