Retuning Spirits Poem by Paul Brookes

Retuning Spirits



ghost wings haunt empty skies
swift backs swallow tail trails
flashes blue blue
acrobats against azure
pinned cottons wool hangings
miraculous migrating Africa beckons
her sun baked skies beckon
and summer will only come again
under eaves with your swift return

Saturday, October 24, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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