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Birds of Bonetree Hill

They eye me as estranged friends
distanced by caution and memories of slaughter
but I read too much I know in their baleful looks.
Each season I search sore eyed
for their flight from God knows where,
in vacant skies above Bone Tree Hill.
I yearn for their unfriendly looks
more than their silent absence.

And they will come feathered in stories untold,
beak chattering tales of dimension unknown
which will smile my face,
chance meetings hinted with long dead beasts
which will shake my head,
innuendo of answers in web footed waddle
which will squint my eye
and make me wish they would call me by name.

Call me to join dreamscapes in the clouds,
call me to join their coded speech,
their timeless reverence for shared succession ,
hinged connection to life's rhythm ...
Call me to belong.

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