Excuse me, for being late today.
I was shoveling snow:
Practicing being a crow
as the conclave of Murders gathers:
Flying 101
Con/Jur/d 12/15/2020
The Teacher pushes
me off a high, high edge
I feel gratitude
when I do not hit or land
I know, I know not simple enough
distracted:
You laugh and laugh and laugh,
I woke up. In another world:
I know it’s short notice,
have to get back out there:
So, ‘til next time ya’all around the basil (or is it Basel?)
Con/Jur/d Out of Nothing, Something. 12/18/2020
PS Catching errors after posting! Am I right? ;-)
You're gonna be buried
Beautiful! We had some shoveling this week too. Although your’s looks wetter, heavier, and deeper still. Much love. Om.