Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Featured Post for the 19th (a little late sorry)

Black Line of Praise - Corey Sheeley

This morning
a Raven told me
of his life on the line.

How subtly had been lost
on the spring Finches
it was all
new day this
and food collection that
no reflection
on the glorious night
that had just tucked in.

No notice of the hearty
mountain buds
Packing pistols in their pistil
surging stamina through their stamen.

It wasn’t lost on him
and he cut a clean black line
of praise
Across the newly minted sky.