Treasure Island

Manonton Dalan

(virginia, usa)

...But Leaves Are Waving At Me


i'm hearing fluttering wings
deep in intertwining branches
i tried to seek what could be
black birds feasting on berries
i reach up to pick a few treats
when it touch my lips; so sweet

i'm having fun searching more
when my phone rings; i pause
so happy here to hear from you
even sun pressing down my shadow
birds flew away leaving me to stay
they'll miss sweet words i say

Submitted: Monday, June 04, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, June 05, 2012

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