Ignored
The paragraph of mud
muffles our boots. Two birds
skip rocks, a rain-happy stream;
they splash their fearless joy.
Open Window
The butterfly net fraying
in the fossilized light
of his study. My flutter
of childhood escapes.
Bionote
Phil Wood works in a statistics office. He enjoys working with numbers and words. His writing can be found in various publications, including: Jellyfish Whispers, Autumn Sky Daily, Nutshells and Nuggets, Nine Muses Poetry.
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