On The Lake There Be Frowning Be. Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

On The Lake There Be Frowning Be.

On the lake there be frowning be.

Moon is sickly yellow trending.

And the stars a rare turquoise.

Giant birds fly through the airs.

And the airs are filled with fears.

Tuesday, September 26, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: birds
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