Sky less Bird
you've lost your way
your wings have melted
over clouds so gay
a terrific martyr
your story must have been
an enchanting preach
to fledglings from
tower to glen
a tender gentility in splendid flutter
you are a trombone
lost to its own wind
through lips so puckered by notes so thin
but for one desperate less day
this evoking day
you had me therein.......
(writ May 8,2003445am)