from my poetry blog

Coronets For Ghosts


maybe there are choices
to be made

the cawing crow doesn't seem

undisturbed by harbingers
of the future

I will roll down the hill
drift out to sea

taste the salt on my tongue

a seasoning to keep
me for tomorrow


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