Newborns
In woods I thought I saw chickens,
golden feathers, low to the ground hens.
Slowly I see them take another form
shape shifting in the shadows.
Nearby doe watches twin fawns come to life
struggle to stand, spindley legs.
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Lovely! I wish I’d been there too.
I love the shapeshifting!
What a lovely image!
Thank you.
Beautiful.
I have read Blue River and twin fawns, great subjects for poems…