kaleidoscopic!
not those here-and-now colours
but in memory
cloudy sky is filled
full of black twiggy branches
a large crow shoots past
picket fence and trees
standing tall like sentinels
like sad sentinels
comes-on quietly
so benign the sensation
so bloody empty!
this revelation
times at last you think you know
shrug! alas you don’t
fleeting memory
self-flagellation head-shake
another one lost
again and again
scene full of twiggy branches
black crow descending
🙁 😥