Poems from Somewhere Vague – 17 August 2020

Whorls and hic-cups
the jackdaws.

The hidden nest
of magpies.

The storm came in days
bringing rain.



Magpies plumped
crown of sunset.

A forever butterfly
goes singing.

Yes, parakeets head south,
pigeons turn to leaves.

The blue crow
tail wagging.

There are trees
the swallows said
before they went.



On her side
the cat sleeps.

The jasmine
a far off stream.

Brick upon brick
of silence.

The geese are grazing in the shade.

Reaching the well
the sun rests.


Author: Workers' Archive

Covering sensitivity at work and beyond on my website: https://samuelaliblog.wordpress.com/

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