Suburban Halcyon Poem by Bill Grace

Suburban Halcyon



Soft air to caress
An orb peels gray
Hedge greens that radiate
Stone mirrors light
Not bee or bug bite
Suburban halcyon.

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Kelly Allen Vinal 01 October 2006

Subtle imagry delivered with great competence! Wonderful!

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John Tiong Chunghoo 01 October 2006

suburban halcyon he wonders whether he has taken his hypertension pill

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