Sleeping Willows Posted byGlitter BunsNovember 26, 2021Posted inpoetryTags:free verse, poetry, shitty poetry The resting Styx Parrots the sky Stuck in time Floating ash and pulling leaves of thyme To count and measure All the individual pleasures Human and inhumane Plucked and discarded To wash ashore, kindred gallow Beneath the sleeping willows Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related