30 days of poems 2019 {21}
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redemption
there’s a scar on the sky
and dawn gasps for air
the tree is broken
a bee hovers
bits of lace and ribbon
drift slowly back to rest
on a raspberry horizon
gilded decoration
for a dancing
thieving
crow
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April 24th, 2019 at 12:47 am
I think crows judge us too mundane ~