I rehearse
my first speech
in front of a mirror --
a June frog
sings to an admiring bog
Gusts, #11
A Room of My Own: July 4th Reflection Tanka
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not down in the gutter
or high in the cirrus clouds ...
at thirty
holding a cubicle job
I stare at the fireworks-lit sky
FYI: I was reminded of the followi...