Goldfinch

plumed gems
flit and flutter
from whitest Queen Anne's Lace
To purple thistledown roadside
treasure
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Gauthier Avatar
February 25, 2018 at 7:26 PM
What a darling little gem of a poem, Deborah.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
February 25, 2018 at 6:45 PM
Oh I love this Deborah! I've been growing chicory in my front yard expressly to attract those little gold jewels. Sweet ink :)
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