Bird

 

birdleaf for gill

While sitting in the gazebo in Gill’s garden,

I saw a little bird  in the tree.

But on closer inspection, it was simply a leaf.

All is not what it appears to be,

but one way or another,

real or imagined,

Gill was here,

through me.

 

 

 

 

 

9 Comments

    1. Thankyou Virgilio, I always appreciate your comments. The deception of nature was perfect at that moment, so perfect that it was difficult to put into words, the simple poem had to suffice, perfection is not mine.

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