
Cranes
Lyrical afterthoughts, these cranes
zephyr-cast across
miles. Paper
creatures,
sun-
caught
zephyr-cast across
river-moods,
shades of
blue
dream
miles. Paper
weathered
with
time,
creatures
sun-
caught–
gone.
I thought I’d try this form again using some words from Kerfe’s Random words. As soon as I saw “paper creatures,” I imagined a flock of paper cranes.