Eden

Mother Nature...Dying,
I can feel her pain.

A couple of Sparrows...Perching,
at the top of the tree.

Standing in silence...Crying,
I see them from my window pane.

Noticing me...Spying,


They caught their breath,
And in a minute, Flee...







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Written on 2025-07-19 at 03:30

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William Hughes The PoetBay support member heart!
Nice. Sounds a bit like Chinese or Japanese poetry. Dying, crying, spying (accusingly, maybe?)
2025-07-19