SPARROW

So it seem, my head reached beyond its limit

and saw the sparrow. its dry brown wing,Its ember flame

crossing the sun.

Church bells, pews, and holy people were

clacking, sitting and reciting.

praising themselves.

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This blog is about writing (poetry in particular) and random thoughts in a nutshell

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