Grackles
Black shadows
in the oak trees
Feathered lumps
beneath russet leaves,
Do I really
see you there
Or is my
mind playing games?
Like dark
thoughts in corners—will you stay,
Or fly away?
~kathie adams brown (November 3, 2014)
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