Poetry

Had fun at the Silver Center in downtown Plymouth with my Creative Writing class! We looked at Donald Hall's poetry and somebody's photography and wrote some poetry. Here are the two that I did:

Summer Day

The soft kiss of Summer's breeze,

Softens even the hardest of faces.

Cars moving in opposite direction,

Though headed to different destination.

Busy as she writes upon a grassy slope

Watching the cars go by

Drivers not caring about anything

But their own plans

As they go on about their busy, breezy

Summer Day.

Pigeons

Pigeons hunting vigorously

Watching, waiting for passersby

Kind enough to give them seeds

As the kind old woman

On the park bench

In the center of a city troubled

Loves from within her heart.

Now the birds fly aimlessly away

As bullying children chase them

Just for the fun of things

Not realizing what harm has come

To pigeons hunting vigorously.