050811j I Let Her Fly Poem by Manonton Dalan
050811j I Let Her Fly
walls of rocks in front of me
behind shadow, small creek
cold as calming sea, clear
snails litter bottom, plenty
ready picking for farm lunch
gather few veggies; garnish
i saw a fowl bending for drink
looks me as if am hungry fox
i'm motionless not even a blink
admiring colorful feathers' keep
i have to let go that's lovely pet
i have my excitements; let live
(050811)
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