Tinker Posted September 12, 2019 Share Posted September 12, 2019 Warning A high pitched, steady, beep - beep - beep and the guttural growl of a grinding engine greeted my morning garden stroll. My view of the road blocked by flowering potato vines, I couldn't see the monster as it inched down our country road. I don't know what or why it chose to invade the post-dawn peace but gratefully, the tocsin sounds soon faded and only the welcoming tweets of small birds graced my space once more. ~~ Judi Van GorderNotes: ▼ Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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