while I dine on meats and crabs
cutting my cheese in great thick slabs
my hungry prisoner flutters his wings
alone in his cell
freedom gone
no moon to chase
Just his desperate lonely face.. beautiful. it came as a meditation... how the faculty of thought can create wonderful poems. thank you very much. tony
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while I dine on meats and crabs cutting my cheese in great thick slabs my hungry prisoner flutters his wings alone in his cell freedom gone no moon to chase Just his desperate lonely face.. beautiful. it came as a meditation... how the faculty of thought can create wonderful poems. thank you very much. tony