020209a Alufamore Poem by Manonton Dalan

020209a Alufamore



mist adorns morning light
silent drips left movements
of leaves; waves of a palm

blurry silhouette beneath tree
awaits patiently; hand signals
she must be on blue tooth
talks, giggles, looks up
smiles. pulls her shirt
by neckline outward
picks pebble; throws

red petals fall
branch lifts up
she waves her hand
started to walk home

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ena N. Mori 14 May 2010

this is my third attempt to write a comment... i am looking for one poem that you've written some 7 or 8 years ago which i'm hoping you still have. anyway, i'll look.

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