from my poetry blog

Coronets For Ghosts


cloth strips on a barbed wire fence

red and white torn

cootie rags

Buddhist prayer flags

clothes on a washing line

someone loitering at the gate

waiting for a glimpse

of an old love

a gull hanging on the wind


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