Sitting on a grassy knoll
Watching a mans head explode
Blood rains from an open wound sky
my hearts steel, and I feel fine.
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A police officer...a bald eagle....could they have been present and witnesses in 1963? There's an amazing tangle of symbolism and suspense in your words, this amazing verse. There is the suggestion that freedom is elusive. Simply magnificent, Kevin.
An imaginative poem so nicely executed. Thanks for sharing.10