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Merle Hazard


Wind-lashed rain drops
clatter-dance against
dark window panes;
their sporadic rhythm
a ticker-tape of
undecipherable messages.

I lie here,
sleep slipping away,
decoding watery tales.

© 2018 by Merle Hazard.
Used with the author's permission.

Merle Hazard lives in Macon, Georgia. Her poems have appeared in a number of secular and inspirational publications. A home health and hospice nurse for many years, she worked as a director of programs as well as at bedsides. Now retired, Merle enjoys reading, walking, playing bridge, feeding the birds, her garden, and spending time with friends and family--including her two sons and six grandchildren.





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Wilda Morris:
Hi Merle, so happy to see you here. And with such a well-constructed poem!
Posted 09/17/2018 11:05 AM
Hi Merle! A most sense-sensitive poem, evoking a familiar experience. Barb G
Posted 09/16/2018 01:36 PM
Sharon Waller Knutson:
I love this poem. It is so clever, charming, sensual and soothing with images like clatter dance, ticker tape of undecipherable messages, sleep slipping away, decoding water tales.
Posted 09/16/2018 10:48 AM
Larry Schug:
"clatter-dance"---this word is worth the price of admission alone, so to speak!
Posted 09/16/2018 08:46 AM

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