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September 27, 2011 / caswelld

Poem

Power lines stretch across the view,

Computer monitor shines in the corner;

Trees begin to bud,

Against a backdrop of grey hangers;

The birds come out to sing,

As the clouds begin to part in the distance;

Cool breeze on my face,

Warm sun on my back;

As the yellow sun parted the clouds,

A white airplane parted the grey hanger doors;

I can see the airplane flying in the distance,

Just behind the power lines that stretch across the view.

– Derek Caswell

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