Raising in Speed #Poetry 

Weeping willows of over a century. Sitting under their shade drawing in the sunlight. Flesh glistening in its rays. Silent people sitting in a park holding out for the score. A ball flying through the air. Wind raising in speed. 

Touching the damp earth. Fingers swelling with joy. A red branch extending over the pond. Water baptizing the babe and brining in something new. 

  • Vanessa Vallozzi 
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