Stark tree, reaching
To an endless sky.
A livery of black wings
Yawning beaks, gimlet eyes.
Wings crash in cold air
Lifting as one, a blackness
Folding into the night
Stark tree, reaching
To an endless sky.
A livery of black wings
Yawning beaks, gimlet eyes.
Wings crash in cold air
Lifting as one, a blackness
Folding into the night
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Vivid as, John! Love the word ‘livery’.
Great!!!