Triolet: Grackle Poem by Richard St. Clair

Triolet: Grackle



The grackle fluffs his wings
And flits from tree to tree.
As warmth the daylight brings,
The grackle fluffs his wings.

The breeze the wind-chime rings
Says spring is soon to be:
The grackle fluffs his wings
And flits from tree to tree.

Sunday, March 21, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: spring,tree,wings
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Richard St. Clair

Richard St. Clair

Jamestown, North Dakota
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