Siku

 

Aztec, Harvest Moon Eyes.

Inky pupils, set in to a blizzard of a face.

Carved snowstorm, with a plaintive cry.

Beak lost in plumage- upturned canoe breaking waves,

that surge through feathered currents.

Swinging head to track pinprick movements,

Feeling every swirl of air on her grey-flecked self.

 

Copyright Tom Tide 2018

 

 

 

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