Scattered


My home is scattered
as stars and bees—
across the dark
amidst a breeze.

Like bird songs
as they please—
in my dull ear
that lately sees.

Via heart—
no twinkle, buzz
or tune.

Just "wonder"
soon— with ease.

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Copyright ©2008 Robert Fulton Laird
Website: www.flatsongs.com

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