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A Bird Flies Through Me


The calculated
unpredictable dissonance
of Monk
balloons off the living room walls
as we toast marshmallows
arguing about whether you or I
are right-brained or left
wondering if that bird that launched
from the trees across the lake
were an eagle or early owl

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© Jilly's 2016
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33 thoughts on “A Bird Flies Through Me

    1. Oh! What a great name for my next dog! I’m a jazz lover and Thelonious Monk is a fav! OK, now I have to go back and read it from that perspective 🙂 Thanks for stopping by and adding the joy of this!

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