Tuesday, August 11, 2009

blackness, branches and birds

I stare into space

my crows of thought

in a rare glide

on this skyward journey

we ride what we love

it’s hard work

but worth it

not just for the view

which is great

but for the fellow feeling

following calls

to the night roost

galaxy of greetings

crow stars

frost and flight

restless sky

aloft prophet look, we’re home


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