BIRDS OF A FEATHER

Posted on December 23, 2016 by | 8 Comments

 

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Like quail before a rain, like deer
we gather in the granite brush
that yet survives the times and us—

around a fire. Lift a water glass
to the first ones here, a jam jar to
the pioneers that spawned this bond

of swirling smoke we nose at dawn
within our clothes and grin, trying:

                               to remember when
we loved life, or one another more.

 

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8 responses to “BIRDS OF A FEATHER”

  1. Mick Talbot | December 23, 2016 at 6:46 am | Reply

    My sentiments too! Have a good one, new year too. Watch out for a pingback 😉 😊

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  3. Meg | December 23, 2016 at 8:35 am | Reply

    Lifting a glass to those that spawned and to your love of where you are today. Hugs to you and Robbin.

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  5. Susan Ditz | December 23, 2016 at 10:09 am | Reply

    Wonderful thoughts John–Merry Christmas and a Happier 2017 for all of us!

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