reflected…

January 24, 2011

 

Sparkling, muddy water
-a puddle in the street,
the sound of sandy pavement
grinding under feet

as, slowly,
a speechless
way is made.
Sunlight blinds
downcast eye,

reflected in ripples
of has-been snow.
A single sound, now,
wind by heart, reflected
-a solitary
sigh.

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