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Kitchen Sink

In Progress

March 6th, 2008

Birds leave shadows

on the grass

where a blanket is drawn


Close by, clouds skitter

Blacking out

The wings


It’s like this

On the ground

Where light and dark intermix


A speckled mosaic

Of wondering and cursing

Not sure what it should be


What should it be

A shadow, a bird

And must both fly away?


On March 7th, 2008, Melissa said:


On June 11th, 2010, San Diego Momma » Blog Archive » Ten Things said:

[…] Poems especially. The rawness and the sensibility and the unbounded emotion. The images. The detail, the non-detail, the enigma, the obtuse, the possibility of interpretation. Or not. Just let the stanzas wash over you. I like that too. […]

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