Poetry of 2014
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Day 267
Key West
Hundreds slowly converged
On the concrete boardwalk,
Hoping to see the green sun.
Musicians played jazz in the distance.
Across the water, ships floated,
Oblivious to the improvised notes.
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