A Poet Who Loves To Sing ....AlvesHolmes


Poems of A Poet Who Loves To Sing ....AlvesHolmes

Mistaken Identity

I thought it was the wind
Roaring like a lion
Dressed in golden helmet
With goggled eyes
And
Silvered streaked body
Glimmering in the spot light
Of morning sun...
Until it...fast moving thing...
Braked to a halt at the red light
And I saw it was you
And your Honda
Travelling south!

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