there is a battlefield of shadows
just beyond me
sparrowhawk and sunbird duel in the whirlwind
buttercup fields smile, shrouded by a
pair of empty eyes
light and dark tangle in a necklace of joy, then pull apart
the future, a dreadful fear, dances timeless destruction
teardrops pound soft mud into diamond
my limbs are caught in the crossfire
tall bare branches escape a square hole
reach for the sun
June 2021
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