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Flock #70: under the sky

he could not sing

nor
was he
a dancer

but to show his heart

he took her
out
on a sunny day

to stand
beneath the sky

a handful of paper
mere confetti
he threw

to tumble
and turn

twist

in the sun

under
the sky

~

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PigeonsflockLovepoem

Flock #57: the sky won’t tell

cast adrift?

fallen behind?

the movement
of the sky
will not tell me

only …
I can watch

my head craned
back

to see
who
will regain

who
perchance
may falter

~

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Frank PremFlock

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