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Early Morning Snapshot

Early Morning Snapshot

There was just a slight film
Of ice on the birdbath
Evidence of exposure to
A cold snap overnight
From the fog covered window
of my dark room I wipe a
small aperture from which
to view the depth of the field
beyond the fence
as I watch a cardinal bursts from
the bare branches of an
old oak tree in a flash of red

Tweetspeak Poetry prompt – use vocabulay from an occupation

I chose photography

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After The Fall

The yellow brick road is

Full of weeds

No one believes in the

Wonderful Wizard or

His magic any longer

Glenda and the Wicked

Witch have opened a

Cafe in downtown Oz

Dorothy has abandoned

Her ruby slippers and

Started a rescue farm

For Flying Monkeys

Only Toto remembers

The way home