A Missive in the Sky

By lupus tenebrae

A black-bird frills its epaulettes
to chide a raucous cur
who minces words with shadows-
and phantoms in his fur.
Jet-trails raze the sky-line with
their missive in the clouds-
and the pink of slinking sunset
shrinks past its wispy shroud.

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Published on Thursday, March 24, 2016. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

This piece is inspired by Poem 45 (Snow flakes), by Emily Dickinson, utilizing her penchant for minimalism and taking elements from the reclusive world around her.

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Comments on "A Missive in the Sky"

A former member wrote: I laud this poem, pure excellence no less. 10-Mrk
On Monday, March 28, 2016, carlosjackal (3014) wrote:

Wonderful, description-packed visuals packed tightly in this great tribute. Fabulous work.
On Thursday, March 24, 2016, TropicalSnowstorm (1703) wrote:

Excellent visuals, great job with this style. Ciao, T/S
A former member wrote: Highly visual with excellent choice of rhyming words. A truly delightful read well done.