Poetry · Writing

Ripples

The train moves one cart at a time pulling each other like brothers and sisters into an arcade.

Heavy flowing water carries boats from side to side creating ripples in the water. Throwing aluminum cans out a window into an open can creates ripples. Wild nosy birds scavenging for their next meal only to find a can encased over a captured beak.

The bird panics fly’s into the sky weighed by regret and aluminum. Soaring over the kids in the arcade fleeing from ripples

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