cracked by Robert Beveridge

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cracked by Robert Beveridge
rain is jewel blue
and the forest’s amber
traps wildlife
in its crystal gazes

we remember
a time of oceans
through songs and stories

but our only experience
is of what blue rain
we collect
and the sparse dew
we harvest
from butterfly wings

but now let
skeletal birds fly
through scarlet air
and let us once again remember



BIO: Robert Beveridge makes noise ( and writes poetry in Akron, OH. Recent/upcoming appearances in Pink Litter, Triadæ, and Welter, among others.