Crows flying over
local corn fields, like Battle
of Britain bombers.
skat@2017
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Murder In The Morning
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Category Archives: new poems
New Pillow Nights
You’re thrashing in bed,
then start to recall your head
on your old pillow.
Now you wonder if it was
donated—or stashed away.
skat©2017
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Trick
Heed the hummingbird
as it flickers with great speed;
a third wing appears.
skat©2017
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Fold
The Beholder
Close up I can see
this wasp on my window is
rather beautiful;
it preens antennae like a
cat its ears, after a meal.
skat@2017
*I do apologize for not visiting and commenting your blogs, we are technically on holiday and I’m not around enough to do so. I’ll be back to see you next week! Kat
