Poems from Nanaimo

E-Bird
  roams
  scouting
  surfing…
 
  Virtual Beak
  sucks on
  the sea
  of screens
  -the face of
  the night
  found you
  away from home-
  this morning,
  I saw
  one
  of your
  feathers
  in the face
  of Dawn,
  floating
  in a
  sharks
  belly...

©lidice megla Nanaimo, 2016

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