Sunday, December 11, 2016

Flash poetry, "Little Snowbird"

 Little Snowbird 

Little snow bird, where do you go?  

Sitting warm here on the plaza, 
I'd like to know where all you go 

Dressed so fine, tight short shorts of white 

Every step you take, every bite 
you eat, I want to watch them all 

Hiding from the snow and its drifts 

Here in the sunshine strutting fine 
White shorts shapely legs, nice turn-on 

Here on my Plaza bench, Christmas 

Tree sanctified,  there's room for you 
Music's Latin beat, we can dance 
Ask Mama? May I take you home? 
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Poem copyright, Jimmiehov,2016, All Rights Reserved

Today I'm linked with Magaly's Flash Fiction, "Snow Birthed Tales (13  lines  maximum) at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads;

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