Stiff it lay
outside my door
as if flung there
by the wind.
Stiff its claws,
tail feathers spread
like a badminton shuttle.
Short its life,
made shorter still
by the false sky
reflected
in a picture window.
A compendium of images - most original, some not - words, and links, sometimes musical, gathered for the exclusive enjoyment of friends and relatives, some old, and some new.
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