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Prediction
06Jun2017
article by
Rae Cobbs
Poem
5

Rain behind the wind
clears everything.  

The sky’s torn pink
and turquoise, powder blue.  

Swallows curl their arches,
sweeping, calling, eating.  

I saw my shadow, hunched
and limping, awkward, slow.  

Ridiculous, they think I’m old.
I’m just as shy as seventeen.  

When I’m behind my pen,
I’m twice as bold.


5 responses to “Prediction”

  1. Melva Sue Priddy says:

    Ridiculous, they think I’m old.
    I’m just as shy as seventeen.

    When I’m behind my pen,
    I’m twice as bold.

    !!!!

  2. Mary Owens says:

    I loved this poem. Thank you for writing it!

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