Talons
Talons.
A Pidgeon panicked!
It flew flapping in its thunder;
In a motion rolling beneath
swaying leaves.
Floating in its light
eyes wide,sunlit,shattered
In its thunder.
Morning appears through
a misted velvet night !
A solitary coo, no thunder
or wings.
Copyright © John Lusardi | Year Posted 2022
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