A Few “Micro-Poems”

A Selection of Micro-Poems

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Perfect picket fencing
Flanks his azaleas:
A picturesque postcard
With no return address.


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The world
will end.
Again,
this year.

It must be
exhausting
for such
old men.


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“This watermelon tastes just like candy;
It must be the season, or else someone’s
Been sweetening the fruit,” she said,
Dabbing her lips with a paper napkin.

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