Poetry and Fiction/Jan Darrow

Thursday, April 16, 2020

Driving over
the Mackinac Bridge -

and not a car or person

in sight.

Just silence.

We’ve crossed a line somewhere...
I hope everyone is staying safe.

My flash fiction piece Live Chat was posted today on Black Poppy Review! Check out this great publication at:

photo: Pixabay

the sparrow scattered

house to tree

tree to tree

and tree to me

then lifted back

below the clouds

and landed high

beyond the hill

landed still

onto a tree

that looked out to

the shiny sea

then folding up

her little legs

she sat upon

her golden eggs

I Belong to the Wind: poetry for children

available on Amazon

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photo: pixabay