A flock of leaves
Flew from the tree
In a breeze
Well, they fell
More than
They flew
They didn’t
Flap their wings
Or squawk
So “flock”
Might have been
A misnomer
Since publishing my most recent collection of poetry, The Art of Sidewalking, I’ve been focusing mostly on writing short prose. But today, this little poem fell in my path, like one of the October leaves it’s about.
This is great!
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