Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Marbled Blue

In a garden on the gray side of a dream I can't remember
Crows with beaks of marbled blue strut coolly to defend their
Claim upon what's yours and mine abandoned on a leaf's edge
With signature in red and gold on dawn's black-winged assemblage.


hedgewitch said...

Sheer soaring poetry, my friend. So much beauty in so few words takes a light hand and a sure touch, and you never let us down there. That first line especially just literally couldn't be better.

Janis said...

No one can claim what's yours and mine. They couldn't even get close to touching it.

Sherry Marr said...


Mama Zen said...

That's just freaking gorgeous!