By Sally Simon

A crescent shaped kiwi 
singular
flanked by Maori
poles of totem,
red and white tongues 
hang from painted faces
 
Five cent silver fern
black and white
tick marks
curve
wave
simplicity in motion
 
Granite mountains
green and blue collide
Wool clings to wool 
reflections on Lake Coleridge
ripple under scribbled 
white clouds
 
Frayed rectangle of cotton
blue screen union jack
marry stars
in mid-flight
supported by a pole
sing patriotism

Sally Simon is a retired teacher living in the Catskills in NY. She has written a few one-act plays and her fiction has been published once or twice, but this is her first published poem. She loves to travel.

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