Thursday, October 18, 2012

III.

Birds know the sound.
Bones rattle beneath the earth.
The sky,
 falsely calm.

On the porch of forgetfulness,
Destiny takes a furlough.


Cyd
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1 comment:

  1. ShaunaOctober 19, 2012 at 6:44 PM

    A haunting poem. Puts me in the mood for
    halloween and Autumn.

    ReplyDelete

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