Friday, April 1, 2011

The Grey King

"Hazy on the horizon all around,
The mountains lay like sleeping animals..."
The yawning openings of their caves steadily
Inhaling and exhaling a stream of birds
Whose caws and clicks and whistles
Were reminiscent of the sounds of a dozing lion,
Dreaming about wildebeest and warthogs.


5 comments:

  1. Enjoyed your poem! I love the way your blog looks ... and what a great blog name!

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  2. you make me smile, what a talent.
    outstanding poetry,
    keep it up.

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