Years Ago

byTable talk hawk©

I remember lying barefoot in the cool clover
watching the cumulus make their way north
hearing the bee a few feet away on a pollen run

sometimes a tiny airliner would fire across
looking like a streaking jewel in the sunlight
sometimes the moon would show her face in the day

too much noise now to ever go back
it seems as if there are too many thoughts
my brain is on function and off of observe

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