it was july
out for summer
the smells took seat in hair, skin
as the wandering began
past yesterday’s rain, junk
heading down to
*
main street
*
winding up on
this block – this place
empty glasses – full seats
another round, before the leaves turn
back to classroom echoes
and their fall.
kjpgarcia 
Nice folding mirror poem Kenyatta. Very atmospheric, and totally suiting the fold twist.
I’ll publish it on fmpoetry as well if that’s okay with you; or just link to it if you prefer.
Have a nice day…
Thanks.
Feel free to post it on fmpoetry.
It’s up now. If you want anything changing please let me know. Thanks again for creating and sharing it, Marc.
Thanks, will do soon, and will let you know when. Cheers.
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oh beautiful – i much like the smells taking seat in hair, skin…
Oh, this is good. I love the title . . .and the empty glasses – full seats . . .and the ending. Okay, all of it. 🙂
Excellent writing. I really enjoy your poetry (:
Very nice! I could really FEEL that day…
Please write a poem for Friend for the Ride, and thanks for the like. I’m new at this, so I especially treasure good blog news!
Barbara
Nicely done. When I get the chance I’ll read more.
Best,
JRP
So meditative, yet full of evocative imagery that sets the mind in rapid motion at the same time . . .
Such a creative, peaceful poem. And I love the form! Thanks so much for liking my poem “to think of you.” I love your site and am now following you 🙂
-Ray