Saturday, July 28, 2007

From a park bench

I watched
as she emptied
corruptness
from her
third story
window.

and also then
as she turned away
before
it splatted
on the sidewalk
below.

2 comments:

seraphicgirl1986 said...

brief poems do say a lot more
than the few words.
glad i came across your page.
will come again.
keep writing :)

Dan said...

Very thought provoking. Excellent