early bloom
Labels:
bradford pear tree,
early bloom,
found poem,
naquillity,
pear tree,
poesaics
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a Bradford pear tree
was in full BLOOM,
led authorities to close
interstate 75,
sweeps leaves away
over the whir
of passing cars
on that August morning.
My first attempt at a found poem. I was sick while attempting this. Hence the shortness. I might revisit this one when I am feeling much better. Or, I might attempt a new one later and see what comes out. At least, I like where this one was headed.
of passing cars
on that August morning.
My first attempt at a found poem. I was sick while attempting this. Hence the shortness. I might revisit this one when I am feeling much better. Or, I might attempt a new one later and see what comes out. At least, I like where this one was headed.
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