Golden Harps Are Their Souls
Out from the gray
of a hazy green sea
a swoop of dark Swallows
glides a colorless sky.
For Gregory Barden's contest
Liberum Divisa 5
This current poem, 4/18/21,
taken from my original poem "Swallows"
Copyright © Carol Louise Moon | Year Posted 2021
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