Monday, May 03, 2010

Humid, Before I am Ready

The morning sticky
moisture coming,
rising on my brow
my forehead,
almost without exertion
calling for the tissue
to mop up the water

Walking through the thick air
the girls heading to school
the cool of the water bottle
cold in my hand

No air moving
the eager trees waiting
maples lush green already
moving from chartreuse, to kelly, to darker green
the rain not yet coming.
Oh, I just felt a breeze

May 3, 2010


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