Open Poetry #4 |
Two Boy High |
Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Locked in the soft shell of childhood the sun freckles into them the energy of trees and grass. On the roof with a brown finch and a crust of bread concentrating to be still they cock their eyes at each other not telling their joy. The bird accepts the feast, pieces it then winks a wing before flight. |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Pity the shell hardens yes? Love this Martie, really I do, once again you have captured my senses. K |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
I love poetry that uses birds metaphorically - they're just such wonderful creatures with personalities all their own - Nice job here... |
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