Flakes in the wind (Original poetry)
Flakes in the wind
Flakes in the wind
Scales float in the water
The wind bristles the feathers of the bird.
Trophy to celebrate
on a cliff
with hungry chicks
by the breasts of a mother.
Bestial fight
For the last sip.
It's not sad for the fish
it's a matter of nature.
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Original by @corderosiete
10/22/2018
10/22/2018