Thursday, December 24, 2009

Two poems by Don Share

Don Share


DED (Dutch Elm Disease)

The town came round and said
Our tree must come down--
Like a bell without a clapper,
This yard without its elm.



Nesting

Good luck, to find a feather,
Less so, the whole bird.
So why read about "nesting"
When you don't love me anymore?

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