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A BIRD IN THE TREE
they say
that I should write
about things I know
so I write
about beer
about wrestling
(before the AntiBruno)
about reefer
about girls not wanting me
then they turn around
and say
that I’m boring
& repetitive
that I always tread
over the same ground
they say
I need to
broaden my horizons
so I think
tomorrow—
no make that tonight—
I’ll write about
a bird in a tree
of course, that’ll be
criticized too,
as fucking cliché
some people can’t be happy
unless they have
something they can
bitch about.
A Gem
To honor your turned leaf (he hem) I shall write a tree poem. s'been a while. ~Lady A
.
Fair winds I wish you
tree of my other window.
What sleeps in your boughs
I can not see or sense
or imagin?
.
Towering, bare of limb,
a few leaves lingering over long
when Autumn ended in a day.
.
I wish you clean skies, tree
of my last eight years. Maybe
one day we will meet unseen
by you, tall towering tree, seen
by me until I go away
again.
.
allets
11-20-19
650p
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most excellent and thank you
most excellent and thank you for the praise