Prairie bird…
put her ear to the ground, listened to the Earth’s heart beating
in fleeting August light
she settled
breathing.
Time stopped.
He opened up the cage and put his hand inside,
warm,
over
and the prairie bird came and sat on his finger.
He needed something to remember her by
in december
in sorrow
in english
in linger.
Peacock feathered eyes he painted her
in a poem
and wings on her shoulders he drew
to haunt his uninspired dreams with
before summer was over.
Tall and svelt he was and she followed him for awhile
with a song
the prairie bird
Eyes like peacock feathers she had
oh youth!
the voice that called her
the boy
she used to put her wings around
were both
gone
Eyes like peacock feathers, he loved her so much
H&M dress
Thrifted shirt
La Strada shoes
Meli-Melo bag
No name necklace
GreenEyed Kisses,
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