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.
