050611d Passing Morning Poem by Manonton Dalan

050611d Passing Morning



steam rising from my cup
so as from my fried eggs
sweet jelly covers bread
enough for morning's event
news is always entertaining
is there any truth; assuming

have to stretch little bit
from a very long sleep
release knot from back
through my window nice
grass is so green; match
my brownish tree trunks

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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