World Poetry Day A Day Late
Thursday was World Poetry today. But what the heck, I'll make it Friday. Just a day late. Maybe I was too busy writing some poems
or gazing at the sky
or watching the return of
the ducks
returned to hang poolside
as they flew overhead did they notice
weeds in our yard, leaves in the pool
wish we'd clean up more?
non-judgmental, they glide under
diving board overhang, content quacks
settle in sun, afternoon snooze
raise flag for cabana service
to no avail, one last dip
before takeoff, emerald head
glints in cloudless sky
by Joanne Faries
Happy Friday and Weekend and Poetry

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