New poems by KJ Hannah Geenberg

 

 

September

 

Summer’s quick twilight.

Faintly trumpets fall’s phases,

Changes public pallets.

 

 

 

Joggers’ Chant

 

Power. Thunder. Boulder. Park.

Pigeon droppings in the dark.

 

Lillies. Froggies. Ponds ‘o scum.

Running trails for everyone.

 

Cyclers. Venders. Copses. Grass.

Blurring as they convoy past.

 

Conveys. Road bocks. Yippy dogs.

Joggers can't stand most road hogs.

 

 

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