Noontime sands
are starry
beside the wild palms
where the shadows
left on lunch
until the minute passes
and return returns
returned
from the roots
and water
rationed within.
Noontime sands
are starry
beside the wild palms
where the shadows
left on lunch
until the minute passes
and return returns
returned
from the roots
and water
rationed within.
kjpgarcia 
great little poem!
Thanks a lot.
Love this, I added you to Scribnia, I thought the world would like to see your work! http://www.scribnia.com/writers/kenyatta-jean-paul-garc%C3%ADa
Thanks a ton. I appreciate you adding me to Scribnia and I like your review of me.
beautiful writing! and thank you for reading mine! ❤
so wonderful to be acquainted with your wordss~
I like the images in this, especially the starry noontime sands. Lovely.
“beside the wild palms
where the shadows
left on lunch
until the minute passes”
I love this moment and how you follow it up “and returns…”
I get the idea you’re expressing here. This is enjoyable.
I have nominated you for the Kreativ Blog Award. Hope you like it.
(http://lostupabove.wordpress.com/2011/12/21/awarded/)