Barbara Lund
river king
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i wrap my hair up beyond my nape
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hoping to mimic an elegant crane
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exotic
delightful
mysterious
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peeking into algae-bowls beyond
i suspect i look more absurd, like a fool struck owl
piercing eyes, lashing neck
what i cannot fathom is how your birdheart
chose mine
you share your catches with me, scales & all.
i relax
preen my feathers -
continue to emerald algae dig
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whilst my frog brothers bellow their bass tune
for now, you are mine
my only ever
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majestic
stoic under pressure
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unruffled even in my temperament of chaos
you have not flown -
alas, i must keep going
i hunt for the robust silty treasures
hoping to share my bounty
it is enough you call, we’ve got enough
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i spot a shimmer
dunk gracefully
navy crisp refreshment envelopes me
i am no longer aching with lack
because —————
you love me.
your confidence contagious
your care overwhelms
my tenderbirdheart
swallowing whole my insecurities.
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