a white owl settles
on the telephone pole
snowflakes swirl
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Joanne Morcom
Joanne Morcom is a writer, social worker and certified laughter yoga leader in Calgary, Alberta. She is the author of two poetry collections, A Nameless Place,available from Sam's Dot Publishing, and About the Blue Moon, available from magpie productions / Inkling Press. Visit her at www.joannemorcom.com
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white owl
settling on the telephone pole —
snowflake
white owl
settling on the telephone pole —
snowflake
(preferably a single snowflake)
hard to imagine, nevertheless you could
wings fluttering, in landing
reminiscence of slow-motion swirling snowflakes
smart ravens carry walnuts
to the road where cars smash them
– instant meal of walnut pieces
new year’s eve
swallows flying
home
raindrops …
streaming down the cool window pane
my fingers remember
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