Poetry, Lyrics, & Doggerel, From A Six-Tatami Room, South of Tokyo, Japan
Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Sunday, April 14, 2024
Mid-Morning
That precious, transitory,
Event, in time and space,
Silence, when commuters
Are arrived and in place,
Movements and
Motions cease,
And for a brief, fleeting
Moment, peace...
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