My Small Stones Poetry

Envy – Small Stone # 17

the fire now cold

hands warming around my coffee cup

I taste a moment of envy

as he flies toward the morning’s full moon


7 thoughts on “Envy – Small Stone # 17”

    1. Awwww – thank you. I was letting the animals out and the sky was still heading into the light of morning when I saw this one bird making as if for the moon. I wanted to be that bird for a brief moment.


    1. Thanks Lynda. I really appreciate your stopping by and commenting about the poem. 🙂 And I love anyone who loves Kevin – check out “Buckshot Bryant” for some fun about dear old Kev.


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