
Worrisome, unsettling times
lead me to wallow.
Sometimes in fear
at other times,
in the simple joys of my mortality.
I search out small
gasp worthy moments,
holding them close.
This sunset, a diverse gathering,
seagulls, pigeons, crows,
sparrows and humans – and
no misbehaving
Pat
3/07/23
For dVerse Poets quadrille night where the prompt is “Gasp”, and De is hosting. To participate or read go here.
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