A Brief Reprieve
Amorphous flock
Turns, rises, wheels
And tints blue sky—
Brown starlings, drab,
Uncountable,
At once alight
To dormant lawns,
Bright, sunny street,
And water trapped
In gutter pool;
Flick, splash, shake, then
To slamming door
As one, they start;
Composed discord
Ascends, veers, dips,
Oblivious
That this warm day
Is brief reprieve
From winter’s bite.
Copyright © David Bose | Year Posted 2017
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