Soundings

photo by Melinda Green Harvey

Pigeon wings flapping like a flat tire on I-385.
Soft black veins of Lemon butterflies searching for a kiss.
Shutters.
Shutters.
Shutters.
Slamming out summer.

~ by bonniemcclellan on July 4, 2011.

Posted in Art and Observation, Poetry and Translation
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4 Responses to “Soundings”

  1. Love the repetition in this poem. I could see the black ‘opening and closing’ before my eyes.

    Maxine said this on July 11, 2011 at 9:26 am | Reply

  2. You’ve captured the contrasting sounds of each image with stunning precision!

    Brad said this on July 19, 2011 at 7:11 am | Reply

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