Birds Eye
...Birds Eye
By Allen Hackett
On a wintry eve, the wind rustled and blew a chill in the air
Unknown and never felt before...Something strange...something new
A weary-eyed vagrant stooped in the do...
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Categories:
sprier, earth,
Form: Verse
In the Middle
...you lit the candle at both ends
and wait there in the middle
to see which wick burns sprier
while thick wax forms its puddle...
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Categories:
sprier, introspection
Form: Free verse