Friday, July 20, 2018


roosts in consideration
atop a wooden post
tiny angel wings
built of love and hope
pondering existential
waxing poetic dreams
precious moments spent
counting crows and sheep
pixie dust wishes whooshing
silently through the trees
like whispered kisses
lifted with the breeze
caramel muddy waters
meandering they wind
through grassy hilltops
gently passing time
a crimson sun horizon
as day bids us goodnight
rise plumes of heather
quieting the light

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