Hunting Birds

I have a love for fictional bird hunting, 
pretend geese, grouse and quail.
I also have a love for tears, ghosts 
and lost loves.

All things that you might find 
while trudging  through the moors
of my damned memories.

I imagine myself plodding along 
in fields, forests and meadows 
with a 12 gage slung over my shoulder, 
passing over Prairie Smoke, Pussytoes, 
Myrtle, Spurge and Lupine in hopes 
of purging personal histories where 
every memory has become a wild turkey, 
grouse, quail or pheasant that haunts me 
day after day.
© SB Joy, 2023

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