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Android Poetry: Swinging and Scribing in the Sunshine

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scribeless

i sat on a swing
in my sister’s garden
an idea flashed before me
but i had no pen or paper
it was sunny

a scribe minus the tools
what a caper – still
i got an android now.
fishing it out my pocket

positioning the device
horizontally
i peered over my glasses
and forefinger composed –

niece & nephew sat beside
looked puzzled –
eyed each other
& burst out laughing –

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