A Singing World Tried Through My Window Poem by William B. Petricko

A Singing World Tried Through My Window



A singing world tried through my window
closed for winter
a sign states
spring is in the air
too cliche'
I chide
creativity
craving colour
sloppy white
slowly
leaks
time
a window creaks.

(c) 2014

Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Spring
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