April 1st Prompt: Write a poem in five lines or less

early evening strolls
grill-charred marks
fresh picked fruit
ice-cold lemonade
spring . . . its coming

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unfamiliar boundaries
enforced separations
inadequate situations
inconvenient circumstances
four-outta-twelve

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spiraling circumstances and uneasy situations/
clipped conversations and terse tones/
embraces foreign and forced interactions/
chaos ensues fear/
fear of the, quite literal,
unknown

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