One woman's reflections of past and present - people, places and things that contribute to the joy and sweetness; the sorrow and hurt of an everyday ordinary life.
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Lone Bird
One lone bird
silently sits on
a frozen branch
of a leafless tree
The earth below
covered in powdery
snow. Looming overhead
a cold, grey sky; i watch
the bird as she watches
me - if i move too soon
she'll fly away
Wonderful.........thank you!!!!
ReplyDeletejm
Like the format and the rhythm of this piece. Nice...
ReplyDeletevery nice and lovely poems .
ReplyDeleteUsmle Step 1
Thank you, anthony !
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