colin pring Poems

Illuminated bright orange once again,
the calm ocean surface participates
in the cooling embrace of another sunset.
A chill is in the air
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With great dexterity and interminable effort
a pigeon harvests slowly accumulating drops
issuing from a leaky faucet.
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Rabbiting intractably
something about her mother’s incessant conflagrations,
her voice drifted forcefully about my ears did drum,
I spun to look.
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