you were the sea
and no more could
I turn you away
than a sparrow could
the rumblings of a storm
but for a while
I wore you like raindrops
on feathers
© Sarah Whiteley
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ebbtide 
Even the oil on a duck’s feathers can become saturated…an interesting to think about.
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I love those last lines!…”wore you like raindrops on feathers”. So many layers of meaning. x
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This is full of delight!
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I’m happy you liked it!
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Oh, I love this.
And yet there is a darkness there reflecting on the pollution of the oceans.
Terrific
David
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thanks, David!
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I dig this one, Sarah
Laz
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🙂
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Perfectly enchanting – so much in so few words. Beautiful, Sarah. K
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thank you, Kathleen 🙂
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let’s write a chapbook of sparrow poems. ready, set, go!
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add sparrows to my to do list… check
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Extraordinary and beautiful. What a talent you have!
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🙂 thank you! that’s very kind!
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hahahahahhha
good one sarah.
compressed and exact..
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