..
they’re two parts
moon, i think, a drink of
shimmered scale and waxing fire.
where do their wings come from?
starling murmur? darling’d breeze?
the breath of trees and song that comes
……………(what may)
from long stray veins
of talon’d silence.
we query not
their gator teeth,
the brief singed scent
of flight.
..
For Misky’s twiglet this week. Come play.
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“from long stray veins
of talon’d silence” – nice!
Exquisitely done.
Very fanciful. Love the language.
Love the gator teeth! Good title also.
Always fun to read your startling poetry. Love that first stanza. And the rest.
Yes, the title is perfect. (K)
WOW, fabulous poetry!
Beautifully done De, I especially love the first stanza
‘they’re two parts
moon, i think, a drink of
shimmered scale and waxing fire’
Loved this. 🙂