The winding roads of grief by D A Angelo

The winding roads of grief

A split open log
after the storm

Flares of crows
rising

A flash of egrets
by the river
once the season
settles

by D A Angelo

Editor’s Note: Sometimes the deepest emotion is perfectly captured with only a few spare lines of poetry.

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3 responses to “The winding roads of grief by D A Angelo”

  1. Suzanne S. Austin-Hill Avatar
    Suzanne S. Austin-Hill

    On point!

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  2. richardsund Avatar
    richardsund

    A wonderful poem.Did you know a group of crows is called a murder of crows ? The term would not work here – would be confusing, I think.

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  3. Ralph Stevens Avatar
    Ralph Stevens

    No predicate needed when the images say it all!

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