Birds fly, calls echo
In the Golden Gate Park and
I slink across trails
Stellar’s Jay lands to explore
I wonder what I’m seeking
Have a few poems you’d like help with? I’m a beta reader.
Writer in San Francisco, CA

She claws her way out
of hell, Cerberus howling
breeze warms frigid air
Young buds stretch for blossoming
birds fluttering in the trees
Birds fly, calls echo
In the Golden Gate Park and
I slink across trails
Stellar’s Jay lands to explore
I wonder what I’m seeking
Have a few poems you’d like help with? I’m a beta reader.