POETRY
Jays
The villanelles continue!
The first day it rained, I saw jays
reflecting the dark clouds
trying to boss winter toward spring days
Their absence, unnoticed, weighs
against the squirrel crowds
but when it rained, I saw jays
The villanelles continue!
The first day it rained, I saw jays
reflecting the dark clouds
trying to boss winter toward spring days
Their absence, unnoticed, weighs
against the squirrel crowds
but when it rained, I saw jays
Mother, daughter, photographer, writer (sort of). www.texasgirlphotography.com www.instagram.com/amyjasek
Mother, daughter, photographer, writer (sort of). www.texasgirlphotography.com www.instagram.com/amyjasek