Review...
With a rolling review -
I slouch on the couch -
as over and over
the faces come through...
The crisp waterfall -
the swish of the fish -
as again and again
those words I recall...
The cool blowing air -
the tock of the clock -
as over and over
the laughter is there...
I pattern the words
with a flick and a click -
as again and again
the echo returns...
The rhyming - I change
with a mix and a fix -
as over and over
my thoughts rearrange...
Joy Weare,
21st January, 2010.
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