Friday, December 22, 2017

poem of the day December 22


I was looking
at the silhouettes flicker
on the white wall
as the sun shown
through the vines
growing on the
ugly  fence that
guarded the house
from itself
It transformed  
the stark reality
of urban city life
into works of art
only seen during
the light of a Los Angeles day

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