sunrise over swamps

sunset over melancholy seas

Poem 26 of 30

on April 26, 2013

Hark! hear the call of the pizza
beckoning from the wood fired ovens beyond the shopping strip
Where ancient chewing gum lies dried upon the concrete path
And cash only payments
that a queue might form at the ATM.

Written after a suggestion from my husband.

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