Below is the poem entitled Death Fall which was written by poet
Guzzi. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Egg shells litter the nests bottom
forlorn thoughts drift on the summer’s haze
the nest crushed beneath the wheel of the mower
still retained its circular form.
High in the small woods
I had created in the back yard
bird song could be heard.
The birds hidden
by the abundant foliage
Were they the newborn from this nest?
impossible to tell, one could hope.
So many broken nests,
so many lost children,
so much rampant neglect
nature was a true leveler.
Reference: Chris Aechtner’s Verse Closer – line 1 eggshells
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