Messy Rows


They waddle along,
two by two
as if they are headed
for the ark
(that of the Noah persuasion),
and not just this arc of water,
this fountain full of rusting pennies,
drowning wishes.

We watch them go,
count them. Ponder how

even the ducks. How
………..odd the world.



Twiglet number 12. 


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4 Responses to Messy Rows

  1. Misky says:

    Wow. Absolutely adore “rusting pennies, drowning wishes”.

  2. julespaige says:

    I see ducks at the back creek almost everyday…though I don’t toss pennies there.
    I do see some other odd rusting stuff. I try to retrieve the litter.
    Today was oddly warm and I even saw a crayfish as long as my pointer finger! Now that’s odd –
    as I’ve never seen one in the creek before!

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