winter snapped
like an old branch
a bird tried to sit on
maybe wind kicked it
a cat licked it
or a dog dragged it
cause the stick made it’s way
down the bank
got into the river
and floated away
part of me
must have gone along
for the ride
cause I feel the change
right here
deep inside
Monday, March 09, 2009
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2 comments:
Jack, I have enjoyed looking around here for a little while. I especially like this poem...great style. It reminds me of Ted Kooser. I will be visiting again. Thanks for coming over to OMM. It is always good to meet new people/poets.
Thank you, K.
I have linked to you and will keep close watch.
Best wishes, Jack
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