The moon and I
Contemplate each other
Behind curtains and clouds
Mountains step into dark silhouette
Prepare to guard the night sky
And offer the moon safe passage---
Sunset
Squawking blackbirds
always so angry---
If I knew why, I might agree.
Birds on a wire
bunched closely together except one.
Pawn, King, or out-of-towner?
Ken Owen Van Niddy Press April 2015
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