strains of Vivaldi
the heat of the day remains
in the stone patio
morning chores
pushing a broom against
the heavy air
heat wave
again I learn
to slow down
Cattails
Presence
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Odysse y An elusive floating. I reach out and clasp sunbeams. I move forward, searching for I know not what, yet, understanding...
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uphill
she slows her pace
to mine.
Hi, Adelaide
Thanks, Bill. Oh, yes ! Our slow walk. My children have to slow down their walking, likeI did when they were little. Unless,they were running.
Adelaide
Except for the music, your poems describe my day! I have slowed to a stop under the ceiling fan.
Thank you Sandy.
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