Pagosa Springs Artists

Primeval Journey

There is nothing that connects

modern man so swiftly to his

nomadic roots as the sight of

a bold chevron of flapping wings

cross-stitched to a windswept,

cloud-decked autumn sky.

 

Leads us to dare to follow.

 

published in The Rockford Review

 

first published in The Rockford Review

©2014 Bonnie Manion

   

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