on watching a cloud in the wind
how unlike
a cloud
in the wind
am i
when
what i
use
to shape
my world
my self
my god
ceases
to blow
in
the wind
*Jerry Schroeder, Cap.
ode to an owl
who
who
who
are you
we
ask
eye
to eye
two
appetites
in
the night
one
on a branch
the other
on delight
*Jerry Schroeder, Cap.
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