Today's poem is by J.R. Solonche

Last Night a Barred Owl
       

Last night a barred owl
called so close to the house
at first I thought he had
gotten in somehow, or at
least was perched on
the branch closest the window.
When his mate called back,
he flew off to her,
and I fell back to sleep knowing
all was well with them,
but in my dream,
the phone rang and rang and
rang, and finally went dead.

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from The Architect's House
Kelsay Books
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission