Sunday, August 1, 2010

This Poem Is Brought to You By the Letter S -2

Sandra's Song


Sailplane

Soft sounds spread slowly skyward

Sandra sang sweet songs so softly



Simple suggestions starting simple, soothing

Simply seducing, soaring summer's sky



Stephen soared southeast skyward

Sailplane swiftly swung southward



Sparrows stop sooner

Sudden sorrow scorched Sandra's senses



Swashbuckling surreal

Spearing spleen scorching soul



Stephen's sailplane suddenly stopped

Smothered solid-packed sand

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