Lines On A Spotted Dove

Friday Poem: Lines On A Spotted Dove

The mud that makes a man
molds women into birds,

although we know avians
come from dinosaurs and

humans from a heavenly
jubilation of glad apples.

The spotted dove between
the flowerbed and a melody line

bobs on the grass and scans
in peace for pearl…

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