Three Poems
1.
Little Episcopal church:
filling station
for God's wayward graces.
2.
Hello, kiddo,
I say to the rabbit
who pauses
to let me pass.
Oh! Thank you!
3.
No reason now
to pop into Starbucks:
Miranda's away at college.
Nonetheless,
I peer through the window.
Poetry by Uncle Meridian
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Written on 2022-09-10 at 13:02
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