chalk

I like the transiency of chalk art

inhabiting the same space

as Tibetan sand mandalas

impermanent as sunshine

or that look

you almost gave me

over your shoulder

parting

with a tug

that says

I’ll be here

until it rains

David Trudel       ©  2013

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5 responses to “chalk

  1. Ohhhhh, I have a new favorite of yours now…

  2. I like your suggestion, editing!

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