Musings

Sheesh, it's been nearly a year since I posted anything! Whoops... Well anyway, here are some semi-creative musings I had on an early-morning walk to work out Morningside Road and through the Meadows...

I.
Triumphant she stands, face to the wind.
Bosom puffed out, proud, belly not far behind.
Leaning in to the gale, she wields her staff of power - a lollipop sign.
"STOP" it commands to the traffic.
Mouth scored in to her creviced face, outlined bright red
And showing off crooked old teeth within.
As her neon safety jacket billlows back,
Draped over the lumpy shape of her rotund form,
She catches my eye and laughs.

II.
The fog hovers,
Waiting for a reason to move on.
Sparrows rough-and-tumble,
Fluttering like a school of dried leaves.
Seagulls sit,
Fat,
Like pieces of trash left over from Saturday night's carelessness,
Waiting for food to show up.

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