3/12/2021

Albatross

I hope you will understand my need 

to find a new migration route;


the old pattern is beyond restoration,

and add to that the fact   


that I could never find a place 

to land with all this freight.


[LSS, 3/12/21]


Loose Weave


That hot air balloon basket 

is an illusion, a mirage of wistful thinking 

appliquéd to a shiny satellite 

reporting the morning weather.


[LSS, 3/12/21]


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