Instapoems II


A tennis ball glows

abandoned on a lawn.


Outside a bungalow

a porch light greets me with

automatic courtesy.


Low sun slants

over the road

jagged cracks

like horizontal lightning.


Two early flowers

camellia and rose

shyly red.


Red is the colour

of hope,

black, of rest.



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