"Flash Poems"
Sailboat in the wind. / Crystal waves brush the white sands. / Lofty palm trees sway
Locked in writers block. / When I require them most, / Words fail me at times.
Morning alarm clocks. / Cell phones with stylish rings. / Time a fleeing thing.
Tiny fingers hold / Onto a pinky tightly, / And rattle its hand.
Precariously. / Wry characters spring to form. / As words turn on page.
Sailboats hug the wind. / The sun peaks behind the clouds. / Sands warm on sea shore.
Cannot sleep a wink / maybe it was the coffee / it is what I drink.
To the city lights / leaving home far behind me / moonless nights beacon
A word of passing / A small gesture of farewell / A tale of goodbyes
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