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.