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Poem about three sounds that are really one sound, Joan Fleming

In Joan Fleming, poetry on July 22, 2011 at 12:15 am

POEM ABOUT THREE SOUNDS THAT ARE REALLY ONE SOUND

The stitching is coming
undone

on the suitcase. The girl
has the travelling itch.

The boy is watching her
touching her things.

His name is Mitch.
A grasshopper

hitches when they drive
to the beaches.

On the cliff, the girl
sees some witches.

The boy only watches.
He is wishing he could take

some pictures.

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  1. hey Joan – lovely poem, a keeper.

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