Winding westward, following Phoebus
His stamina starting to wear as he wears his crown of light
Everywhere clouds, a wash of white.
Tagged with Sun
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Squirrel on rock
Flit flit flit! In the sun
Dusting her tail.
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Cold wet fluff,
Yesterday’s decoration,
Sharp shadows at dawn.
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Iwojima’s leaning flag,
Lifted with rising with flavors-
Orange and raspberry sherbet.
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Sitting in the warm sun,
Soft breeze rolling down the street,
Water drips down my glass.
Heartbeat slows with the moment;
A blink,
A bright skirt catches my eye.