better run for your life if u can little girl
saw the giant peregrine in big tree out back
my family being stalked by raptors one on
a branch a foot from my head talons bloodyred
i should have run but cannot hide these huge
hawks messengers from the otherside
harbingers of death in most cultures unlike
vultures they eat prey alive poor little mice
rabbits and prairie voles (i live with one who is
six foot three +tasty) 2 lifted my football brother
from his hospice bed
but this poem is going in another direction due to
poet’s misguided promises of sunshine+daffodils
come spring most of us can weather intense grief
+be spat out in about 7 months give or take
naked
limpid
+largely
insane
but that’s ok winter is done +due to freak nor’westers
hundreds of icebergs are arriving on the shores of lake ontario
many harbouring the newly departed and as they melt in the
sunshine the dead will alight daffodil in hand +ready to fight
i also have a nice
piece of
land for sale
in the florida
everglades
said the poet to the fly
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Spring 2019 🕷🕷🕷🕷
songanddancegirl 