Green Owl
Green Owl poetry stories

philipdoddStoryteller and poet.
Autoplay OFF  •  a year ago
Lines inspired by a bunch of leaves on my back garden bush which for a moment looked like a green owl.

Green Owl

by philipdodd

Green owl I have never seen for such a bird has never been, listen yet to my true word, a bunch of leaves on a tree shifted to form an owl with eyes and feathers green, so wild in my garden tame,

watched through my window, soft, low, I heard it hoot your name. To maps of lands that never were, that never could be, to other worlds, strange kingdoms green owl clutched the key,

will remain the lure to reach your longed for shore.

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