the lone owl
cries in the dark
who can hear
a soul adrift
between heaven
and the sea
the lone owl
cries in the dark
who can hear
a soul adrift
between heaven
and the sea
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Thank you. I appreciate that.
Nice. Love the rhetoric.
Thanks from both the owl and me.
I wonder whether the Li He horse poem prompted this one. No horse here obviously but the same minimalism, and more.
Actually it was listening to this owl that has been outside my window at night all week or so long.
Ha! Then you are very forgiving!
Lovely …
Thank you. That’s very kind of you to say.
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I enjoyed this poem from Leonard Durso. If you have never checked out his blog, you most definitely should.
Thank you for that. I appreciate it.