~visibility

noon is nearly blue
and clear as wellwater

where a brief moment hesitates
it’s as if the sun hangs
from a thorny, thin
stalk

honeysuckle twines a
sagging fence
vines the tilted timberposts
spreads like folklore amongst
foxglove and trotting foals

i’m seized by the stare of a stoic crow
stygian
unflappable
perched above husk and sweet root
unwilling to consider flight

together we await the murder

red ants consume a feed sack
pick at shadow’s long bones

consider still, the lost wings
monarchs that vanish the meadows

lah  7.9.15

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One response to “~visibility

  1. Thank you for this. It was meaningful and gave me food for thought.

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