Hawks circle the years you liberated,
cowering in front of your life.
Splat.
Brenda Warren 2014
For Elizabeth’s Day 22 prompt.
undercaws
Hawks circle the years you liberated,
cowering in front of your life.
Splat.
Brenda Warren 2014
For Elizabeth’s Day 22 prompt.
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undercaws 
I don’t know whether you meant for this reaction – but I had a chuckle with that “Splat” 😆
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🙂 Thanks.
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I’ve been back here twice, trying to decide if I should gasp, hum a bit, or laugh out loud. Secret? I have a very private file of poems in poor taste that helped me through it. Including, btw, one I wrote comparing family members (including myself), with turkey buzzards slowly circling my father’s death bed. Of the two dozen poems I wrote during that time period, it is the only one I truly remember, and when I do, I always smile. Thanks for reminding that poetry is so often the best therapy.
Elizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2014/02/21/love-loves-difficult-things/
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I love you.
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This is a horrible little poem. There’s my circling hawk…preying on the carcass of a ghost.
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