Dusty Poetry #85

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A tree stands tall and strong
As the bird flits and flies
And makes those heights its home.

The bank boundary abides
As the rushing river roils,
And together they are named.

The moon gazes, mesmerized,
At the ever spinning earth
As they dance around the sun.

6 thoughts on “Dusty Poetry #85

      1. “With a face like a gargoyle
        You judge me with stares
        Your presence brings turmoil
        And delivers nightmares.” etc.

        I like this idea.

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