Masked in human faces
Sashed amongst the throng
Poets all around me
Casting thought like Brando
Mulling over whispered eyes
Poets all around me
Taking leave unspoken
If only in imagined realms
I see poets sighting soul
In all daily menagerie
Like kingfishers on vantages
Poets feathered grey
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(C) Markflood2014
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