April Song on the Vineyard

A robin sings in the thicket on the edge.

Ter-eet! Ter-eet!

The wind whisks through the twisted oaks.

Somewhere off in the distance

someone steps on the gas

and the exhaust ripples the morning air

and the Atlantic yawns beneath the front.

A new day.

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8 thoughts on “April Song on the Vineyard

  1. Yes..each new day is a chance for something new and fresh..this is a real whoosh of joy and feeling and possibility..love the sounds..love the way it reads..

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