Wintry Wind....Flying Panties Poem by Bri Edwards

Wintry Wind....Flying Panties

It's still Fall, but on this sunny day the wind is BLASTING
Carolina (North) .
Out my window whole trees, with leaves or 'needles', ....
are swaying back and forth.
Wet clothes hung outside when wind was calmer pull loose
from the taut clothesline.
A pink pair of underwear goes sailing swiftly aloft. I'm sure
they are NOT mine.

Not only are they/it not mine, but I think they are my dear little Auntie's.
My mom only wears purple underclothes, and I only wear white panties.


(November 2024)

bri :)