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. Share this:ShareTweetEmailPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related By bonniemcclellan Mother, poet, american ex-pat from Texas living in Northern Italy. View all of bonniemcclellan's posts.
Love the repetition in this poem. I could see the black ‘opening and closing’ before my eyes.
Thanks Maxine, I appreciate you stopping by to read.
You’ve captured the contrasting sounds of each image with stunning precision!
Thanks Brad.