One night

I walked to the river yesterday. The blue heron was tiptoeing on the opposite bank not minding the fishermen sitting on their folding chairs with their cast lines resting on sticks. They were talking with their drop-by friends. I said hi. They said hi. Then one man showed me the skid marks of the car that jumped over the stone barrier into the river the midnight before.The driver was a 15 year old girl and the passengers were another 15 year old girl and a 14 year old boy. They were able to get out of the car before it sank in the river. The incident was reported to the police on the following morning according to the newspaper.

I was very tired when I walked back home.

what are your distractions

The easy part is the walking
with doves giving their silent
blessings, and you succumb

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to distractions without complaints
islands of red and green bushes,

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California poppies, yellow and orange
daisies dancing with the breeze.
You reach the river

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greet a sitting fisherman watching
his line, from the corner of your eye
sees a white heron that suddenly flies
skimming the water, quickly you reach
for your cell phone to capture its flight.
Returning home a palm tree

 

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fans the sidewalk, your shadow
playing with its leaves.