![]() Is, Was Or Ever Could BeA Poem by Pete![]() The bluebird carries the sky on his back. - Thoreau![]() never a pretentious pretender never a borrower, always a lender over a hardwood floor of late winter scarcity littered with fallen remnants of crusted snowa blue jay visited this morning just outside my window perched 'pon a large branch which had grown into a bent, aching knee me in my lonely chair amidst spindles of doldrums and despair it must have come for me blinding my eyes to see turning a pearly gate's rusty key 'tis the only possible explanation there is, was or ever could be © 2023 PeteAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on March 16, 2023 Last Updated on March 18, 2023 Author![]() PeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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