Jun 2020
A diamond
four triangles coming together
my life
now squared away
and my mind
as quiet as a pool hall
for surgeons of the game
with only
the rhythmic focused
cracking
of solids that scatter
like dandelion seeds
riding a gentle breeze
on a fine summer day
Whit Howland © 2020
four triangles coming together
my life
now squared away
and my mind
as quiet as a pool hall
for surgeons of the game
with only
the rhythmic focused
cracking
of solids that scatter
like dandelion seeds
riding a gentle breeze
on a fine summer day
Whit Howland © 2020
Well, kowabunga! I think I got myself a poem! As always, it's an abstract word painting. I wanted to do something different with my favorite form of pool.
Written by
Whit Howland
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