Richer than you remember
Bright, white stained blues
The glass under floating birds
A shift like to bouncing
The black wrapped walkers
Dogs tow people one to three
Driven and looking to drive
Fishermen watch their lines
Camerawomen sit in silence
Girlfriends all a chat
But you had never taken
Closest path unpaved
Had not before seen
Gravel crushing under leaves, dirt
Creeping wet feeds grays and greens
Beauty ceaseless courting vigilance
Joshua Hughes
25.January.2013
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