Not A Word Spoken Poem by Manonton Dalan

Not A Word Spoken



quietly gazing at small fish
with those submerge long legs
beak with the length of a foot
blends with color of her cloth
she's about to dip her beak
when my ball blurs the lake

she didn't fly away just look
maybe thinking 'ain't alone'
stretch her wings so wide
shadow could cover my body
i slowly walk; leave her be
place she owns; i feel sorry

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Manonton Dalan

Manonton Dalan

virginia, usa
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