Barred Owl

“Please wake up,” I always say, before I bow my head and accept…

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Red Lake Writer

Like a canted boat beached on dry land,

you sleep on the yellow stripes in the middle of the road.

You lie near skunk who is black, whiteโ€ฆand red.

One Wing covers your head.

Does it shield your sensitive eyes from the sun?

Donโ€™t you know that is a bad place to sleep?

On my next visit, someone has spirited you away.

Are you in a better place?

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