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POEM: movement

movement

late in the afternoon on an early May day
the dance unfolds across the house

an essay at the kitchen table
grilling meat on the upstairs porch

one makes a slingshot
another searches frantically for

spare headphones because
who can live without music

the dog naps with a belly full of chicken
the cats naps with a belly full of mystery

one of the Marley kids is singing
through the Bluetooth speaker

I’m writing a poem, trying to freeze
a moment already lost to swift time

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6 May 2021
Greensboro Bend VT

Published in My poems Poetry Travel

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