
The Greens and Blues of It
Here I am wandering around,
lost on oak-spiked hilltops,
and admiring the serenity
of sheep and shadows,
and I am as surplus to this day
as ribbons are surplus to a gift.
And until today, I’d never seen
a kestrel kill a rabbit.
©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting #apoemaday on Twitter
8 responses to “The Greens and Blues of It”
WOW (that’s a big wow)!
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Thank you!
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😊
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AWEsome! What a wonderful zinging little poem!
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Thank you, Worms!
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Yes, but your ribbon makes the whole day so much more beautiful. Lovely post, Misky.
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Thanks, K. 💕
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You’re very welcome.
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