Carpeting >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan
Carpeting >>>
water on ditch disappear
no rain for couple of days
though weathermen keep on
trying to tell me it is so
I am beginning to think
they too are politicians
with miniskirt and smile
clouds were high no dragonfly
flying low looking for food
it's quiet with whispering wind
grass are brown to my naked eye
if I get closer; tint of green
sparkling like millions of stars
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