“A Dish of Skylarks”


A dish of skylarks

Fell from the blue

into my lap,

And I, ravenous with

A multitude of hungers-

Ate them.

Between burps

one did escape,

shook himself,


And offered a feather.

I thought it gracious

Considering what I had done

To his neighbors.

The grace of life

Elegant, sublime, stirring

Uplift the soul.

Jane Kohut-Bartels

Copyrighted, 2017


2 Responses to ““A Dish of Skylarks””

  1. lifelessons Says:

    Who can skip over a poem with that title????

    Liked by 1 person

  2. ladynyo Says:

    LOL. some thought it too weird to read. of course, that was my former therapist. lol.

    Liked by 1 person

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