The Roof by Drew Daves
An ever changing collection of my poetry
Entry for May 17, 2008
Black Bird
The last look at the bird
who has flown
a rush of black down
and helpless undergrowth.
Exiting
my life
without
so much as a goodbye,
no fairy tale
no happy end
only tail feathers
and the casual wind.
2008-05-17 18:43:27 GMT
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