eyes
in the ivy
in the dark
gnarled stubs
scratch at the glass
chill wind
unearthing the skull
in the basement
setting it in the window
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eyes
in the ivy
in the dark
gnarled stubs
scratch at the glass
chill wind
unearthing the skull
in the basement
setting it in the window
For more Poetry Friday treats, visit Jama at Alphabet Soup!
the open heart
inside the shell
black walnut
the torn wing
of a butterfly—
evening chill
everything
I’ll never see…
sowing seeds
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