A few words alighted
on the branches
of my hesitations
as I spotted her.
They chirped,
molted
and then flew away.
Sill I keep
the woods green
for the phrases
yet to hatch.
A refined poetic imagination, Sameer Mecheri. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
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Some of the greatest poems are the simplest. I think you mistyped still* but fascinating poems. Please read my poem " Poems grow like plants" with another similar conceit.