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My idea for today's poem is choose one of the following titles and write whatever it brings to mind for you.

Immortal Thoughts     Bernward Koch


From Seed to Leaf       Jane H. Newell


The Surprise Picnic      John S. Goodall  

I felt like I was somewhere in the fifties, mid century where

it is dark at three-fifty-two and I am

small and not of English descent

but it seems I still look at time from an iphone

itime

iescape

imemory

ieverything

and I get the luminous walk sign which was so not needed mid century

when we crossed pavement

not outlined

leering mid century men

rolling down car windows

at pre-pubescent chests

making me wanting to

be by the side of a creek

where

dreams can be floated on leaves or on twigs

to a stream with a cold waterfall

to a larger river

to the ocean forever