that loud crow—
trying to quiet the part of me
that wants it to be quiet
*
last night’s rain—
how soon I forget how it feels
to be wet
June 12, 2015 by Rosemerry
that loud crow—
trying to quiet the part of me
that wants it to be quiet
*
last night’s rain—
how soon I forget how it feels
to be wet
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged poem, poetry | 1 Comment
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Both are good but the first has that little reversal that makes it so attractive to me, like looking into a mirror while looking into a mirror.