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  • Gary Hunter

Finally...Natural Birth - June 5, 2021

inside the blue egg

of my patience something stirs

a peck on a cracked thought? a peep before spoken words?

a prayer for escape? in my bird routine I rise

and ruffle some feathers

before lift off

wizened from too many offspring

I helped to hatch

before their time


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