Not crow,
but wind
lifting
nothing.
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Coyote
in the hayfield -
sun on
green alfalfa and
the shy
grey, the side-
ways one.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Wisdom
of the Plains
for lovers -
Don't keep
more than you
can hold.
Times are
not always
good.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Walls
of the broken
barn
on the wide
plains -
another broken
promise,
another wind.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
The patience
of trees,
of stars.
We think
this
moment
is not
an eon.
What do
we know?
We can't
even talk
to God.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Sun
on stone,
a hundred
million
years
of it.
Not so
long on
bone.
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Wind in
the graveyard -
all those
stories.
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Morning.
Vulture
on a
fencepost,
its wings
wide for
drying.
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Crow
as dark
as his
father's
sin.
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Grey hawk
in the morning.
We're all looking
for something.
# posted by Tom Montag @ 4:30 AM
Last night,
rain.
Today,
a grey
wish for
morning.
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