Monthly Archives: June 2011

Moonless

the cow

the spoon

raping, reaping

siphoning cream

from the milkyway

does it matter

the stars burned out

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Mourning Dove

hear the cry in early rays

rising with the sun

searching landscape, better days

before to depths, a plunge

where is the coo, call of young

waiting eagerly to feed

haunting call of backward glance

a lonely heart does bleed