Absconded Poem by Daniel Miltz

Absconded



Stormy, showery, windy
Freezing evening
Wintertime, timber
Leaved forest, pointed pines old
A forlorn dog
With thoughts in its head
Growls at eared, sleepy owl
Who rises from cursed bed
Without a pause
Turned and fled

© daniel miltz

Absconded
Tuesday, November 5, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: fly
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Daniel Miltz

Daniel Miltz

Detroit, Michigan
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