Tagged: flock

we flock into

we flock into
february like
birds,
clinging
to a lost pattern
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: lost

the things i saw

the things i saw
on the way
to you –
the moon facing
off the rising
sun in a
gunslinging
moment, lightning
draws; a flock of
eighth notes sitting
on the D- and F-
lines, the plumpest
glissandi;
a geometry
of light
deciphering a
georgia pine,
a double
fugue revealing
its counterpoint
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every morning, tripping

every morning, tripping
nervously, two by
two, a flock of
canadian geese try
to display the most
common of
courtesies – having
faith in one another

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