Winter Rain
A bleak morning, I waken
To relentless rain.
Drops pearl the redbuds.
Broken branches beckon
With slimy fingers.
A deserted nest perches
In the plum tree;
Black and wet, it does not
Remember the fledglings
12/4/2016 - 35 words
N/A in contest: Any Free Verse 150 words or less ( Laura Loo)
N/A in contest 245 (Brian Strand)
Copyright © Agnes Krampe | Year Posted 2016
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