4922 South Genesee
July 5, 1996
I wish I could paint you a picture
of this lake, the slushing sounds
as it hits the rocks near the shore.
I wish I could paint you a picture
of the breeze forcing my hair in my eyes
or the warmth of the sun I sense
beyond the shade of the trees
or the unchallenged temptation
to touch those yellow flowers
guarded by bees
or the kazoo noises
from the blackbirds nesting in the trees
whose leaves rustle like pages
of this book I thumb through.
Monday, May 7, 2007
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