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Runaway Bride

Before they fell they waved like flags, the leaves,

and as they broke, there became a lovely order

to the dying.

The water spider moved

in no hurry at the bottom of the drained pond.

Everything seemed as it should.

Because I could

I even spent a while throwing apples

at a fence post. Over and over, my arm hurled

the poor things farther and farther

from the tree that had released them.

from To See the QueenFind it in the library

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Published in Allison Seay Poems

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