All the dun coloured birds
one consonant short
of shit

tossed clods against
eye blue sky

for a moment –
like me.

Daily prompt: Invisible




13 thoughts on “Invisible

    • The dog is an important part of this opaque poem as it was while walking my wee pooch in a grove of naked deciduous trees that a flock of said dun coloured birds lifted from the branches where they were invisible and into the clear blue sky. If I hadn’t been walking him I never would have noticed. Bless our dogs.


"The river flows both ways." (Margaret Laurence)

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