Poesy

What is waking at three
in the morning to pee
but poesy
The moon
brightly shining
somewhere
Owls grasping
errant field mice
from the tall grass
Trees
whispering secrets
like they do when
when the sun is away
knocking on other
folks doors
Poesy
Mystery
Getting up
to pee

Author: OdinsBard

Writer, author, Navy vet, musician, intermittent mystic, old soul and practicing poet

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