New Ode One

by S. Kevin Wojtaszek, Orion. - Not entered

		New Ode One 

		Motel children chase the pick-up; 
		Blackbirds dive from walnut branches. 
		
		With conical lips, a mother 
		Calls her toddler’s terse attention 
		
		To danger. Green leaves shun silence 
		As the feathered light of evening 
		
		Flaps about the little girl. Stunned, 
		Her eyes are torn by enraged throats. 

		5/30-31/96 

Reason for writing:

    Life in that heart of fascist darkness, Fremont, CA    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1996-10-07 13:50:00
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:39:02
Poem ID: 45729

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