This piece will conclude this particular project(a study in collaborative poetry)
My final poem comes from the piece my brother Chad and I came up with...
Woodland Birds
The eyes shine bright
as the name of every
woodland bird
and their different
calls come easily
to the tongue
but pictures found
in a hat box
left to linger
in a mildewy attic
ring no bells
the eyes now
glassed over
as the tongue
laps the mouth
searching for purchase
Wonderful
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