Poetry – Still

Picture of a roseIf I breathe

everything will


I capture

the moment


half closed lashes.

The grass,

neat as plastic,

trimmed by

endless sheep.

The azure ozone

dusted with clouds

topped by a

golden globe.

A flotilla of geese


across the

sunglass tinted water.

Green spires stretch




till my eyes go numb.

Darting swifts,

graze me

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