Just mowing the grass
on a hot humid
smog smothered
shad fly infested
mosquito plagued
afternoon can wreck
any argument for doing it
the shad crawling
trapped between
my lenses and my face
leaves specks on my specs
and sweat runs
tracks on my back
myriad mosquitoes
land feed and inject their
poisonous itching fluids
and convince me
winter has its graces
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About riverwriter
Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else?
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Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
