Beautiful clouds and a crow
Calls
A lone yellow leaf
Falls
A small house with a turquoise
Door,
Leaves turning, a shift in the
Light.
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Watch football with my husband
Or,
Read poetry to myself?
Poetry wins this contest
But,
A quarterback’s pass, well thrown
Is
Its own kind of poetry.
A field goal, if well done, and points added
Is
A kicker’s work of art.
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Wait! Who am I?!
What creature has overtaken my mind?
An interception of thought?
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My sweet cat.
A poem all by
Herself.
She is poetry with fur.
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Things that are also little
Poems..
The sound of a book’s page
Turned,
A kitty’s steady stare at a non-object
Across a
Room.
One floret of steamed broccoli placed next
To
A pile of sweet potato fries.
Cold water drunk from a favorite
Mug.
A list of books read of a month,
No matter how small the
Number.
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Also, the poem of the thought of
An
Excellent night’s sleep,
To which I am hopefully on my way.
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