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Philosophy Of Parameters


Another wintry noon
under the gray umbrella,
the yellow sign board
at the patio reads in pulp letters
(pls look for no hue-related
allusions here) ,
“Reserved car parking
for members only”,
the sign does it’s job well
as the car ‘s on errand!
but two crows sit on the post,
a kind of irony,
one checks it’s breast
with the huge beak
for micro-organisms
hiding under sunshine,
the other in stillness
viewing the pretty mate
on three parameters
all life run,
love, patience or disdain.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, January 11, 2012
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