
Magpie
I’m sitting on a limb, watching
a man reading
a newspaper.
From way up here
I have a wide view of Sunday.
North a few blocks,
and ten miles
south to the coast.
The man reading the newspaper
wears a gold ring.
It’s sunshine-bright.
I want that ring.
for Miz Quickly’s Day 29 Minute Poem: 60 syllables (8.4.4.4.)x3
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